Текст песни Посев - Проглаженный железным утюгом

covered with bristles
tired motionless
Looked at a single point
Over the dusty window , for dusty window
Sheets struggled in convulsions
The ball flew Vaseline
The sky is circled on the finger
Against the background of the window against the window
he seemed
Let us explain plywood targets for
This much he was fixed
This much he was , he was such a

Walked among the different
Such as it
Such as it
Such as it
Something to do
And even said
Something , something
sometimes
Likewise it
the pressed
iron
Iron.