Текст песни Психея - Бес конечный Стук Шагов

One family, the most pe.pvyy time
Vdohnyv timidly
Skin pale apomat,
Tepyayu Peace on guessing.

Drunk, The wind stpashny
Vypval ptitsy out of the nest,
And I bposil nervously at the sky.
Sogpey me my star.

Can I still nyzhen?
- Splyunyt God in lyzhy.
Peace on such a big ...
Peace on such chyzhoy ...

Eyes closing and ygol zhmytsya shadows.
And later, to press the brake and,
Us naydyt not in the same bed.

Boy, girl.
Girl boy.
Continue to do what?
Doing what's next?
Useless love ...

Can someone spposil nibyd,
- How are you?
Maybe even he spposil.
But y you,

You know, somehow pysto ...
It hurts too gpystno.
Can I ybyu you?
Pposto. In natyazhky nepvy.

Do you want to - be happy.
The sun will drive into the veins
Vesny and love you and fuck you ..
and pposto you and sperm.

Useless love
And the endless sound of steps