Текст песни Михаил Суворов - А я думал таких не бывает

So that blood accelerates like a shadow of rolling stock
Collect your linakes backpacks and shapped suitcases
My Golden Autumn, refers to the mood in the pit
That it used to seemed madness, now how honey, but with poison
So let's summarize what was what was what soul wounds
The system is started, you are part of the mechanism of the autumn halcepan
Cap, having taking closer to the eyes, and hands in empty pockets
I would like to become a simple kid, for happiness I need so little
From ordinary beauties, from heaven to height, was the joy of which did not
You while you prigii light from the star to sleep did not interfere with me.
I would just have a water through your fingers going to the sea pier
The performance of two, drunkenness of the soul, from which inside bubotel
Sewed in advance, forgetting about dreams, from another blanket
Winter is already close, standing at the gate and waiting for his place right
I am very tired, seek heights, even small, I no longer need
And not to quit, the burden, not to sell, nothing, I will find it accurately
But you are not expensive, you are my life juice, whose taste I still don't know
Wondered for me, no matter what, and I thought there were no such