Lyrics kafkiansky - сжигай мои письма

Burn my letters
In the fireplace
not one
Dog echoes
Laya
where there is no music
in riser
Eated in the ears
In March, snow does not melt
Birds fly away
there
Where better
That is, there
where warmer
tell
Where to go to me
To be needed to become more?
And do you need?
Your blood
flavor steel
tell
who we are to each other
were
And who now
become
A pair of tablets
serve as salvation
Not from migraine
and tickets
Over the edge of consciousness
We kind of
Found the key to the secret
And then HIS
Lost.