Текст песни птички в глитче - не вернуть назад то время

I remember the sea, I remember the field, I remember short paths,
I remember the room, to whom, the comic book collection, my neighborhood.
micro accident, soup is boiled, substance,
everyone who wanted to poke his nose.
we tore it off and not ashamed of us,
he kissed the tree, the whole tank rode out onto the field again.
at the door of ding dong, the world is so cardboard
talking to a cat.
he said that it was not necessary to smoke a dandelion,
summer residents gathered, again gardens the prison.
Terrace, Tiramissu, I carry the point, but not to see it.
wiped the snot.
jupiter is getting closer and closer look
don’t tell, why are you like pigs?
We are going to check out.
we cover the drug barter, which is already covered.
drug dealers' routine ate, ferrous metal atmosphere
chained teeth, itching in the jaws.
It became so terribly unpleasant, it is not clear to us what to do next.
we bring down the trees, the village abandoned to its feet stood up.
rebuilt houses from ashes and ruins.
Remember, we dreamed about this, so that these houses would be restored by transformers?
our dream came true, put your stamps,
the spaces of the family have become more wonderful,
they laid a table for us, moans were outside the walls, but we sailed away
along the rivers of the kisel and milk shores.
take care of the loaf behind you
zapadlo accept everything as it is. internal state is stress.
you broke like a thin twig under the press of needs,
to sing songs? no mood, but I will sing to you for lunch.
dressed in green clothes, I recall my childhood: hide and seek inside.
I played catch-up, hide-and-seek, other games with myself,
running away from himself, looking for himself, but never found.
can not see.
through the void of those events I was not visible.
it is not visible, I did not find the microbrot hiding inside me.
I curl up like my red-haired friend
my illness no longer haunts me, it was not difficult for me to live instantly,
all difficulty disappeared instantly.
it became so easy, I became so light that I move with the help of the wind.
looking for answers in tree branches, in their greenery, ground joys.
populated you on your back with problems full load, a huge mass.
spread on asphalt with paste from unfinished sentences,
became a fluid flowing into puddles during the first rain.
it was as easy and comfortable as it had never been.
I am water now, I am water, I am formless, have been in all places,
where can I flow
where can I leak.
the world rots from a filthy phrase about rubbing game.
it’s nice to look at everything from the side,
people are in a hurry somewhere, but you don’t have to.
you flow into puddles, flow down pipes
on the corpses of dead birds, outside the window of houses, where there are incessant vpiska.
the dress code is not taken into account, all cattle are mortal, so what?
it doesn’t bother me all
does not bother.
I went outside the room a long time ago
in a coma was, left.
in the fields again the vegetation is so lush.
mice run through the puddles, on the covers of me, nice,
when they are fingering like that.
I am pleased to be here, but again I am transforming into a person.
not today, please, not today, no!
God, it was so good, but everything ended instantly.
now human problems are fooling my head again.
diseases of the kidneys, mouth, limbs,
illnesses of thoughts and speech,
disease of existence on earth,
diseases are eternal.
7:00, again the alarm clock will ring a nasty, unbearable sound.
and I miss those times when the asphalt flowed.
dark nights, languidly, sleep again
time, unfortunately, does not return back.
don't bring back that time.