Курара - Плеер
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I measure time with a player.
4 gigs about a week,
3-4 tracks on a bicycle from the house for some rehearsal,
3-4 albums on an airplane from Yekaterinburg to some capital.
Vinyl, film, CD, MP3, and again blamed.
So that I am oriented in space,
A whole musical industry works.
Who else can boast of this
Who else can dissolve so in reality

Nota-acordic
The letter is the word
That's ready
Put on the record

The moon peers out of the corner
And smiles
Winter is changing places at home
And the snow is tumbling
And light is lit
I will always be fifteen
And nothing changes
Winter was tired and fell on the avenue
Bicycles respect
Hello trams

I brought my first player from the GDR
Player Cassette, made in Korea
I had to sweat to boast at the same time
And at the same time do not grab the pussy
Player cassette rarity at that time
The same rarity as the player finger batteries
Batteries warmed on the battery
The batteries were nibbled
Cooked in boiling water
For some kind of dick player, they connected to some kind of audio system
Why don't I remember
Probably in order to check or not
At that time, little confidence

The player is about the player
Great invention
Year 91, stop, blizzard
The body is numb and in the head of Violator or Electric Cafe

The player froze and pulled twice slower
Youngness stretched twice more slowly
I'm still stooping
And still blamed the CD MP3 film and blame again
At night long, waving his eyes,
We rewritten and wrote rewritten and wrote
They pumped any musical information
Which was much more important than the collapse of the Union,
Self -evidence and publicity

Nota-acordic
The letter is the word
That's ready
Put on the record

The moon peers out of the corner
And smiles
Winter is changing places at home
And the snow is tumbling
And light is lit
I will always be fifteen
And nothing changes
Winter was tired and fell on the avenue
Bicycles respect
Hello trams

I measure time player
Somewhere there in a parallel universe
There is an organic life
For which I ever listened to the tracks
As for the earth oxygen
And the fewer words, the more rushes
Only instrumental music moves time forward

Time in advance news 88
Feel a coup in public consciousness
Trying to memorize the English names of groups
You funny overwhelming and suddenly
Are you here
And you write down a useless set of chords and letters
Notes chords record
The circle closes
Everything becomes clear

The moon peers out of the corner
And smiles
Winter is changing places at home
And the snow is tumbling
And light is lit
I will always be fifteen
And nothing changes
Winter was tired and fell on the avenue
Bicycles respect
Hello trams