Реверс - Детские стихи
текст песни

Behind the prickly bushes I lie with my hands spread
you answered me so necessary
Do you remember this torment
take you and listen to you
This nonsense once again
you will go a little and furniture
My story will not forget
My children's poles
I burn in vain under the mattress of the book
hey without fun near the rows of punctinan, evil prints
Thought about summer, laziness probably had to argue
It is strange to meet a day with a friend
And I will argue
My children's poles
Behind green forests I live my legs spread
I woke up or not, I don't understand
After all, these are gods
To blame for dead
And I was born again
on the panels with chalf gypsum, the string is not understood not to understand
that my children's pokes
I burn in vain under the mattress of the book
There is no fun after the rows of punctinating fingers in the blots evil
They remembered the summer laziness and time was arguing
I did not take out the day with someone strangely
And I will echo
My children's poles