Lyrics Подпольный Саша - Сказки на ночь

Tales for the night sound differently
that you scribbled yourself for a titbit
what will you tell after the offspring
how you subtly trampled the trail on top A
or because of tattered gray tones
Where day for a year and all on a new
and your image will be nobody or someone
or the one who is behind the console decide brother
and look at the clouds I see them from the window
and you can in the ears brisk step
maybe the soul was not sweaty
the whole hard floats behind the chatterbox
that would not be cold
to raise your head so that you can look at those
who could raise the difference
Execute yourself for every time you touch with a needle
which is so teasing
all tomorrow is definitely not and again this look
realizing that there is no way back
because the will in your body is devoured by desire
and again your dinner was left without attention
but how and how hard it is for us to look at those on those who are easily
and again eating a cake of different varieties
and that pharmacist gives already without words
and it's all so detrimental so wildly so dangerous
but you once already plastered yourself now so cloudily
without this all-in-one game without words pawnshops secrets of dreams
winter wake up and you wake up you think it's beating and you're lapping yourself
what ever is
you will find another pout