Текст песни Ciba - целую

I guess it's a burden. I never dreamed of more.
Did not recall the past tried to good
On crumbs with spoons ran in pursuit
For happiness here only casting and no more
Choking pain in this faceless city
I'm so used to one stay here in the cold
Looking for something and did not need gold
It seemed not to find myself in this swamp
Among the gothic factories from uselessness
To bezvesvesnost missing here on mesnostnosti
I wanted to cross out from the list
And from the soul with a ladle blind scoop
And draw all new and new contour
But here is only a show of what has already been torn.
Where in the kingdom of indifference do not divide by equality
And I nashol you .... it's great

She was single
Self-esteem in understatement from the boarding keys
I was sitting at home and she seemed pretty
This is not tactful in communicating the typical
My friend's best friend best
All the time, my mother listened and disaccustomed from shit
Accustomed to the assistant a little wound up
For clouds fly diets tortured
Guys piled up heaps so it happened
All plowed off the shaft, something missing
Recently met something told
What did you tell me to climb
At first she didn’t scream and later became wild
I'm told I'm tired my mother said
But did not score because she did not marry a stupid boar
After all, I nashol her .... and it's great
etc.
I kiss you whole and whole
Obedience loyalty does not break passion
Your eyes are bottomless your voice hair
I did everything to steal you