Текст песни Несчастный Случай - Объятия

Divate your arms
Let me catch your breath a little
We flew above the sky
Now it's time to decline

Our time is almost over
And the space is compressed
None of us
I did not dare to say "stay"

I see, I know
This is all the game like that
You run, I'm catching up
You turn around, run away

Over Moscow smoky rings
Cut the circle behind the circle
Whether they are devoted to each other
Whether they are devoted to each other

Divate your arms
Cook my cigarette
Waiting for cars at the entrance
Ay carriage to me a carriage

Outside the window, the flashlight flashes
Shadows pulling
Our time is almost over
It bleeds with little blood