Текст песни Рем Дига - Два Листа

Here this kind of squalid,
Background dirt, darkness,
33 dead lanterns
Skeletons malosemeek those,
They say whispered in the wind
What they saw as in a puddle of mud diving,
In the morning the angel ran here
Right along the road along the curb,
Where the skins are about tarta tinder
About midnight on the bench lamenting for rain,
Saw his mutated pussy shot
Running from quarter to quarter, running
Fled to the aid of an impotent, God-damned house
The devil is secretly there in the cloister of this one without windows
The lawless stirred up, climbed into the fire
Porer forward leaving here circles on puddles
Other napokhanenny thought glitches to the same
Poring forward past the city dead dens
Looked after the comrades those grated Catholics
Mimi swam the intrigue of the world
But it took time to burn, yes, that Papyr
The curve of a penny (?) ....
The foot whipped past
But ooh .. sorry, sorry
Yes, and try to prove to you now
An angel who is, eh?
How so they thought?
And whether he is, or (?) Kyon, whether he
No glitch background
And the meaning is to guess?
You know, on the side of all of us
From God's feet the water is now floating here

And there shone eyes
Rustled fingers under the dress
Meekly and quietly hips the innocent by touching
Turn back b, but captivated so ban
And legs sideways parted the virgin repentant
Prepare the gallows of morality to this lady
Closer with zeros a lot of numbers to face
Exchanged paper miser for future trial
The force is strength, but for everything else we have all shaved
The poor life in the appendage, the action of the lady, progress
Swallowed shame, covenant, has grown up briskly
Let them say the shmara, let them say there is not for love
These words will not outshout the bars of bars
Tell me, how can we help everyone here?
Muslims say, we are no longer daughter
The forbidden world of lindens, like scotch tape
(?) ... everyone can explore the world of wicked paths unavailable
And throwing his head back
I squeezed my back in the muscles, and the demon was glad
Bitten the neck of a virgin, a maiden bit nipples, an adobe mosquito
With her wine before drinking
Crafty gentleman captivated
Ruby beads, gold embroidered scarves
You know, just want an alien fruit
Like the demon of a virgin moan music of calling music

There is darkness, you can break your eyes
The angel was tearing forward, then running backwards
And where did the devil's heel lead the girl?
Nobody is able to say here
And the devil could agree
Exchanged for what is ready to drown
In one of the holes, these little scraps
In spite of everything, dear, braver!
And it was already audible to run along the stairs
The angel fled, hastened, this messenger of heaven
And time ticked, fluttered,
So his heart pounded, she
Heart jumped, contracted
What a terrible rubicon
The lady froze her legs apart in a house without windows
The angel burst in a hurry, but it was too late.
Laughter and this blood on the sheets

Throw her in the bag without looking
Green, crumpled two leaves
And tell me you're my uncle
Why the soul was empty

You know, on the side of all of us
From God's feet the water rushes here now