Мумийтролль - Тише
текст песни

I’ll come tomorrow, but I'm not going to call
with the phone zone - everything is in order
I do not argue....
But by dungeons,
and from 12 to morning,
meta meter meta
Sveez in this order
Like no one still breathed in your ear
Hush, quieter, quieter!
You are you-tuta, you are you-tut
Where is where I am?

white sweaters on a thread - you will not find
yourself as a keepsake
Shadow of divorce, gossip of violins
erodes, make plans,
Blessed plates
and pierced drums,
Shara of the ball of the ball!
The skirts were torn without looking back
But until the morning I never heard in my ear ...