Текст песни Sheridan - на ней, ней, на нейтральной полосе

On her-her ...
on a neutral strip
grass green
and the flowers are good.
eternal truce, compromise,
but you write, yes, without mistakes.
and scouts will not return,
The shadows will disappear at noon without the sun.
Here names like dirt,
but do not call it,
poetry about love is simply written here.
In no man's land, the snow melts,
answer me "no"; or & quot; yes & quot ;,
& quot; yes & quot; or ... and if,
if you know how to keep secrets, I'll tell you.

Chorus:
That I do not have the ideas of basic
I do not have laser swords
I only have two markers: white and red
The color is different, but the taste is the same.

i1:
Give me a number - I'll call,
say something in the phone
About what, for example, all my poems,
learn and say "hee-hee-hee-hee"
Life seems to draw the UN
All in one color and wildly painted
all good and decent,
I would continue, but it's personal.
Okay, everyone has their own cockroaches,
there is no singing, no guitar,
only a cold and dead collage
Also, our
came out, but it's from the side,
groom, bride, go understand,
go take a little extract of valerian,
that the souls are flawed, suddenly, do not expose,
to cheer up and not to grieve,
I'll wash my face, lie down sideways,
something to dream suddenly inadvertently,
can end something and breaks,
but at least it does not stop me,
can end something and breaks,
but at least I do not stop

Chorus:
That I do not have the ideas of basic
I do not have laser swords
I only have two markers: white and red
But the color is different, the taste is the same.