Птицами - Что бы ты умер
текст песни

The warmest, the brightest - in the urn
Capillaries were torn like silk
I really wanted you to die
And so that no one would come to your funeral
Autumn fires underfoot and slush
Cold hands and a lot of coffee at the pier
I cried in the phone’s phone for a very long time
And I'm sorry that these tears were dedicated to you
Tell someone else about the friendship of the fable
I understand, you don't know me at all!
On the shoulder - once, handshake - once!
Wake up ...
You have to change something ...
In writing and oral
Tell a thousand fans how bad you are
They will believe, they sympathize
Only I already ... too painful and too fuck ...
You know, these are the capillaries inside erupted like silk
The warmest, the brightest - in the urn
Nobody came to your funeral
Because you died ... just .. - inside me .. you died ...