Текст песни Стих - на иглу

lead foot to the native threshold of the house
play the crowd but very few lucky
wilted showered to wash down all the grief alkolem
and does not appear in the region until Tuesday

Pac family are round dance on the needle
there you go into the void and then I'll go hike
or tear my mother's tears in cuts
things did not disdain in the distance-forgotten childhood

Go around the corner there you will meet God
as well as errors committed he was of roads
and all the sand from all the sand is not up
We ask a lot of water and a glass of warm

Th there now I do not care what will happen next
sypish sypish salt on the wounds on his wounds salt
then he left in the memory of the pain hurt
not that they believed but came home