Gruppa Skryptonite - Струны
текст песни

A child of painted, road curves
In the window of the house
Like cubes in a glass
A piece of verse
Just a pocket
Nothing to do, restless
Fingers will not forget how they played envy for everyone
But the strings will not remember how they touched them
Fingers will not forget how they played envy for everyone
But the strings will not remember
There is no heart to patch the service
No servers, revive that pole
That attracted
That he sent them kisses
That they shouted straight from the streets
Fingers will not forget how they played envy for everyone
But the strings will not remember how they touched them
Fingers will not forget how they played envy for everyone
But the strings will not remember