Текст песни Hairy Bird records - Заживо смертный...

Through the window I see the creation of February
Who so passionately kissed me .
In warm skin nails sticking ,
She checked , I & quot; & quot ;! I cool down

The evening I spent in her ...
They drank gin and tonic , watched a movie ,
Cake , kisses, wine ...
Returning home was dark .

I was attracted to her smoke-filled mouth
with taste of menthol and mint
Her fashionable pierced lip and tongue
Her fashionable penciled eyes

To the sounds of the evening metal
Just waking up in May ,
From feelings of mutual destruction
It becomes sweeter rastovaniya ours.