Текст песни На дне Невы - квартирник в Проводах 3 февраля 2013

bosom poems are not aloud
How many years in my ear whispering autumn.
I know everything , my best friend ,
No matter to us all , and we do not ask .

thank you for being drunk and burned veins
for the fact that there are no barriers , for what was a dying

and poisonous vitriol
heart wet himself last night
answer me the question Dr.
where to take serotonin, I need very

thank you for being drunk and burned veins
for the fact that there are no barriers , for what was a dying