Антон Артей - Меркантильная жизнь
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Close windows, shutters, doors
It is difficult for people to experience losses
Just for all, salt, wounds
We often forget about the most important

Know the fireplace, children poison
Fire in our room burns air
We need so little freedom
Which relatives deprive us since childhood

Take a place, piles, ranks
On the way to the Milky, there is no place for the stars
We expect a way to be in a wickedness
But reaching there is not enough growth

Pour grief, wine, whiskey
Maps and bets in them usually will
Why did we forget our children's games
And everyone is trying to achieve nirvana rabbit

Nirvana rabbit
Nirvana rabbit
And in our souls, there are many pains
But I'm satisfied

Know triumphant fell
The field is replaced and immediately a shallow
It’s so easy for us to move a herd
Although you don't have to go anywhere

Forget it, get into a corner opposite
Houses under the well of meltwater
And we still arrange a parade of ugly
And we still do not have enough space

Animals, not people, stump is not a snag
The guy who falls down
The girl is not needed anymore
Huyuva, mercantile life

Pour grief, wine, whiskey
Maps and bets in them usually will
Why did we forget our children's games
And everyone is trying to achieve nirvana rabbit

Nirvana rabbit
Nirvana rabbit
And in our souls, there are many pains
But I'm satisfied