Lyrics Торба-на-Круче - Drug

Hello friend, my dear friend.
Outstretched legs and arms crossed
You didn’t see, you didn’t meet my death.
It was just luck.

You have a plan, a real plan.
Probably a box and even a glass.
Maybe even something else.
I'm glad you came. It's good.

I no longer have a father and mother
They have long been taken by the punitive.
There is no acrobat brother.
There is only expectation of you, my friend.

I have no wife, no children.
There is a head - a reservoir of ideas
But there are no ideas, as there are no people.
There is only expectation of you, my friend.

I have no land, water, fire.
There is no air. No and I have
No love, no dislike.
There is only expectation of you, my friend.

I have no light, no hot water,
Food and other nonsense.
No love, no dislike.
There is only expectation of you, my friend.

The nights are over, the days are over
And in the universe we are not alone
Ended, Ended, Ended
Waiting for you, my friend.

Come my friend
I'm sad without you.
Come my friend
I'm sad without you.
a friend of mine
a friend of mine

a friend of mine
a friend of mine
Drug friend
Drug friend
Drug drug
Drug drug
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