Волков Павел - Психотропный рок
текст песни

In my body
There is no more blood
There is no more pain
And the soul in the wild

I'm flying to that
Star in the sky
about which they sang
where with flowering fire

I will ask the road
Children have vice
There are so many of them
They also love the sounds of rock

Do you hear the taste of rusted lines?
- It's me - psychotropic rock!

I will put
The staircase to the sky
To make people easier
Come to me

We fly to that
The star is together
about which they sang
where with flowering fire

Know her road
Children are all vice
There are so many of them
Love the sounds of rock

Do you hear the taste of rusted lines?
- It's me - psychotropic rock!