Тёплая Трасса - Я играю на гармошке
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The little Antichrist cried on the floor
Hands turned into a dead loop
Balls and songs, dancing and cakes
At least fall asleep, at least crack, just do not die,
Don't die

I play the accordion
On the knees in the snow
On the edge of its path
To your misfortune

Killed brothers - Black Medal
Teared a curse of the candidate for paradise
Hey, likuy, nature, Lord - save,
At least to the lid of the coffin, just bring it,
Bring

I play the accordion
On the knees in the snow
On the edge of its path
To your misfortune

How is mountain ash in the field by the stream
Eternal beam, dead candle
If only I would not have torn my eyes for a long time
And where it would not go, only would be the end,
to end

I play the accordion
On the knees in the snow
On the edge of its path
To your misfortune