Текст песни Пилот - Цветные стекла

Winter comes, shut the window
Leaving the yard drunken children
Throw stones on the glass
Again, I was laying in the ears of cotton
Until the spring so as not to hear how it was snowing
By smoked parade

Chorus:

Do not go, stay with me next
I, alas, is not the same as before
I was not able to take a glass paints
I was not able to have fun in the winter

I wear boots punks
Birds fly away to the south, to tropical countries
I bring them down with a slingshot window
I went polupyan and looked into the face
Until someone has not sent me to the ...
As if I was not there yet

Chorus:

Do not go, stay with me next
I, alas, is not the same as before
I was not able to take a glass paints
I was not able to have fun in the winter

They burrow into the sand fairy tales
Care to read a newspaper in the old outhouse
Throw a banana and whiskey
Escapes all cats look to devour
And crawled aunt zhalyas entrances,
Piss on their own husbands

Chorus:

Do not go, stay with me next
I, alas, is not the same as before
I was not able to take a glass paints
I was not able to have fun in the winter