Текст песни Радиограмма - Лепестки

Petals exquisitely tortured me
How weak I am trying to describe the beauty of the words ,
Spoken in bed
Somewhere towards the morning ,

A groan of this violin is not much better
Ston weary cat.
I know how to break the glass in the little window ,
But perhaps too quickly gone.

After all, everything is so perfect and so wonderful ,
What a shame to occupy such a place .
I would like to become transparent as glass.
A prism is my laid thy light
A dozen shades of gray.
Lord, let me delat rainbow
I understand everything !

Do not dare to dissolve - think of myself ceiling.
Do not hammer a nail in his hand - do not understand how to forgive .
If you have enough , I wander upstairs.
And the magic words - just the sun at these wallpapers,
And I 'll stay better in an embrace with you.
May not be fashionable,
But worth seeing other nonsense ?