Текст песни Пилот - Сорок восемь

Today pretend dog
From his room at night weathered
Lame hind leg
The road to the good people of profit
People do not help myself player
I know someone who is a pawn King
At forty-eight cell
Pen write love password

His mouth opened to put
A practical tool for deep sleep
The birds will lay my head emerald blanket
A-ah ah-ah-ah
But if my tracks
Unseen creatures suddenly assert their rights
Look for me fistulas me

Door ajar
On the eve of my animals waiting
Sklyuyut me in front of bird
Proteins trail tail zametut
Flying blind bird two rings
On the fingers rangers
She is seven verses in custody
And blue colors replaced her North


His mouth opened to put
A practical tool for deep sleep
The birds will lay my head emerald blanket
A-ah ah-ah-ah
But if my tracks
Unseen creatures suddenly assert their rights
Look for me fistulas me