Текст песни Сатана Печёт Блины - страшная тайна богов

Crimean poet made a little mistake
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Love is soup and life is a spoon
Ringing loudly about the outline of a cymbal
Breaking it into small fragments

What fly apart biting into bodies
Mom, why did you give birth to me
I live in this world it hurts to tears
Crawled up to thirty half dead

I don’t know where to go next.
I am a lost wanderer, I have gone astray
And there is no light in front and not come back
And there was nothing left for which I could be glad

And never will my soul leave longing
I've been carrying a heavy load on myself all my life
I'm a dirty lump, cobbled together from old grievances
From the shards of fate and my fire burns

Weaker and weaker every night and every day
And the remnants of a dream burn out in him
Yes, I don’t understand why I need dreams
I just die quietly, disappear, and you

Sit and look at it and chew popcorn
And you say that I could not help but it's a blatant lie
I know everything about you, you are just like everyone
Go away, by morning I will dissolve in the dew

And then this place will be destroyed by nature
No one will come here, there will be no entrance
The wind of stones will fall me asleep
I still don’t know how the fish are pooping ...
How to fish ...
How to fish ...