Текст песни Торба-на-Круче - Фигня

Somewhere already met, we are somewhere were repaired
Maybe kissing can be dreamed
Something I forgot
I'm not the one who was

Grey usual noon we are against opposite
The forces which would fill up: still in work
I forgets
Just everything he knew
All garbage, except me
Was I, but it's not me
Maybe I love it
Well I'm all for you
All

Woven from flashes, night shook
The gray mouse in a quiet window
The yellow saucer in the blue wall
Do not stir, betrayal
The roots clung to the roots, the body of the body
Remember, what you do not remember
Do timidly
Step, takeoff
Nobody sees, nobody understands
All garbage, except me
Was I, but it's not me
Maybe I love it
Well I'm all for you
All
All