Текст песни Cheshires - А теперь мы выходим на кухню курить.

September goodbye, but still worth it,
Pluck the stars from the orbits of the tired,
Lights north.
Silently sneaking close to me
Blind languor on a dead horse,
Calm and right.
And somewhere along the dark sky flying
And warm eyes frozen granite,
As the wind faceless.
No obstacle passes through the slit in the window,
Affectionately looks, crawling on the wall,
Warm, native
Veronica.

Down silently on my bed,
And the heart through the skin burns in the dark,
And, like, do not say anything at all ...
One by one the lights go,
I waited for this night for three thousand years,
And now we go to the kitchen to smoke ...

She tells me: & quot; Do not cry, my joy,
To this we have with you no & quot ;.
And outside up
Cold and uncompromising
dawn.