Текст песни Wondergrauf - Я знаю сотню красивых слов...

I know hundreds of beautiful words,
Two hundred - with the dictionary.
I come from the young goats,
Which to February
They come in a girl's wet dream,
To disturb the girl's shame
Fake syllable of his canzone,
Staccato their hooves.

I know a lot of beautiful phrases.
I myself as February, cruel
By Violet waiting girlish eyes
And shivering girls' legs.
That tea. I'll warm you verse,
Part of his soul.
You make the way it is until giblets,
Up to the & quot; Fucking Shit! & Quot;

I know a lot of them - like you,
Girls nekakvse,
Your criteria of beauty,
Addiction and bed.
& quot; Favorite, you see that star over there?
You buy it! & Quot;
... February's grin flashed outside the window.
All.

Author - Pokusaeva.