Текст песни Johnny.S. - Плавно

Under this plan, so gently erases memory
Blasting flames, the smoke belching out of the windows
It may be enough to build these plans
This charge, and, our fee
It is better to be the one, not the muddled
Mon ami, that my head's going on?
Strange right? but like all usual
Mind-blowing to me obscenely
Not so well, to break tornado
Not typical of the beat, to finish synchronously
Not sparing, we kill each other again
In a word, like a knife to the heart
A beggar, no, but rich in feelings
Looking for a smoke? I love it - the art
I thee covers
Prushchego kicks, hopefully without cheating
In your eyes, I was in an abyss pulls
Their depth
I'm dying? No, look foggy
It's all a dream? Yes, it is not there ....