Текст песни Соломенные Еноты - Мертвые пчелы

Dead bees on frozle asphalt
Waiting for graduation times
Ruling party in major excitement
Nods pensive maple

In a gentle intelligent family
A new floor is born,
Night on earth, I sit on the bench -
Cold and autopilot

What do you want, because here is a glacier era
What would you like?!
Haye, glacier era!

By Protopal worker in a fufike,
Shit night sorrow
Take you a plane to Jamaica
At least a couple of minutes

Cat married the flute melody
With pride kinos star
Okay, forgive, under the weight of snow
Any bridges will collapse

After all, what do you want - the range of the glacier era
What would you like?!
Glacier era!

Frozen asphalt, frozen island
His name is a man
To cut the cloud with a sharp knife
Snow may be falling

The porthole of green eyes
Looks in someone else's window
Shot in the crowd of alphabetical yase
Dead bee anyway

After all, what do you want - the range of the glacier era
What would you like?!
Haye, glacier era!

Time as snake and bench again
Near concrete berry
Drunk hand writing an idledom
Not manifesto - obituary

Letters as a flock of cracked hands,
Rows shout do not rush
Eclipse of the Suns and Eclipse Lunar
Give rise to the eclipse of the soul

We need communication!