Лирика Ватных Стен - Шаманы
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[Krina]
Prayers do not stand on the heels
do not raise their views above the floor
And what you wanted so long
And that dream of the world in the ground will catch
[Gillia]
Shamans spat on flames
secretly repeated me something
Hot stones fought against the frame
Then they cried, melted
heavenly signs, tidy fingers
busted bright varnishes banged
In Washing Views
muddy smiles from shells
In white mirror
A little desperate
but bite languages were silent with piercing
reluctantly tossing turning around somewhere near
and so hard to write poetry
While in the dungeons of prose
As if you are cut into neurosis
drunk lines urgently on the wanted list
Do not write - hide and deny everything
And so that drops of water
her face touched again
creak of hinges through the sounds of shamans
While you follow the fingers of the shamans
It is more difficult to turn into a miracle
than a shade
And for a long palms to call the sky,
when the beeps like flicker contemplate
Forgetting that the chain hits the body with kissing
[G1UK]
The shaman is swelling
no longer breathing absolutely
In public love recognition
Cross to the cold
difficult to rub with corpses about life
They dull in the corners
Turning the smiles of curls into a tidbit fear
Covered with varnish not by us on cards, it is turned out, poured with poison
It is hardly sweet - a craving for lipstick
Stolen treasures of caresses
Katya for the line
And I turn the wrong mile away for loyal in history
Available sex already here
and enjoying fire or body within minutes
ratings are growing in atmosphere progression
Here are the animals in the downs
treat themselves to hysterical
Cool eyes green -eyed
Paints of passion
Lastoma burning out the misfortunes of the walls on the walls
In cave spaces
captivity of painful flattery
shamans burn stairs to the sky
In the remains of heresy