Текст песни Вкусный Позор - Жду случая

barbed wire twisted
how boring very boring
the sky clouds over his head
bag in hand waiting for event
He will certainly
prepared to meet him
while the river as long as eternity
an arrow is directed to the warm evening

warm sweetness of your speech
heavenly song wound heals
and nothing and would not spoil
will not break not crash crippled

in his arms to kiss her shoulders
filled with a desire to be eternally
race for the Milky way
reciprocity with the
toy will manifest myself to someone