Текст песни Elitt - Дурной поступок

There are winds blowing from the south
Ali winds from the north blow there.
the fortuneteller was right, they say not to find
four leaf clover
early garisont covers,
memory wrapped whiskey
we will sit at the table but later after searching for a subscription
and again you bumped the creature
but the flora approves, you pour come on
fertilize me, we will soon put down the herbarium
send night, and morning courses directly
it's just stubborn water
we are just plants
so let's water it water me
and howl brains from cell loss
no mind
the stalk is staggering, you are being driven by the wind
cuts down, stop don’t fall, but you're in the trash,
but no it’s not true, I like that in kaya
my every toast to survive tomorrow

and when the sea is knee-deep to us
it seems the sea will submit
each stupidity has its own price
it will cover the rooket with the wave

there is a rumble from the left bank outskirts
it is so forget-me-nots bloom, it melts april
and everyone eats after him, trying to break into the ground
taken orally
and again morning, evening, again morning
you're uprooted as if
there is nothing worthwhile beyond the shores, only fumes and muddy love
only scrapes and a dry pond there are miles of perekretskov;
but there apparently are not visible fields where luxurious virgins and barmales
once in a hundred pour two in a hundred pour, and here they are nipples and pockets
gait
with unfiltered semisweet pink
to nightlights, through the doors of the site
and a rose of winds