Текст песни vilkin - Господь рыдает, дождь идёт

I was not involved in street fights !
I fucked once the two .
In the elevator, NASA dog
And I counted blows .

Blows from the villain's fate
Although the shape of my still young .
Here I am , there you are
Come on , give me a reason to .

Come up, crawl , fly up
Lizh catch up to your departure .
If not, then continue
I do not get out of the door .

I will throw pillow in a backpack ,
Next , go to bed at that stop .
In my mind watery mess
About you , lost in the scuffle .

Dudka killed confidence
She pulls no weaker than you.
Your love turns to hate ,
On my own , grow flowers .

Touch the little toe
Power liter my bitter tears.
- Ale , brother help!
Than reassure love psychosis !?

Sell ​​horns , it will close
Deprive my carcass freedom of action.
God is crying , rain comes
He whispers : Ilya act!