Текст песни Нет Неба - Свидание

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Cry, cry
Under the hair
Hide, hid
What the eyes

Disrupt, to break
hand moving
Cry, cry
And ink flowed gracefully

Still, after all
You Medal
The exploits, exploits
From sex to

Erotica in the mouth
not present
Still, after all
Now a hustling

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A crowd of tourists
And the children of pessimists
Referring to the cold hands

Throwing all thoughts about the meaning of
For the love of life
In the eternal pursuit

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Stare, stare
Already got
It seems, it seems
bewitched

And in the eyes, and the eyes
Tunnel snail
Stare, stare
From the lips of cracks a smile

Tear off, stripped
As ad
Demons, demons
And ghosts

Along the wall, the wall
Grab your elbows
Ripoffs, ripoffs
Lacquer nails

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A crowd of tourists
Maniacs, fetish,
Referring to the cold hands

Throwing all thoughts about the meaning of
For the love of life
In the eternal pursuit

You come to the music barking
From the gates of heaven cold
Where beauty always looks
A look into nowhere

Looks to nowhere
And further nowhere
And no one else
And no one else

Under the falling leaves
And the dress is not smart
Assign me
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