kussani, Стэнли Пазл - октябрь
текст песни

I remember how you undressed at the door
It's still warm because it's a month until October.
You're hot, and I'm ridiculous and clumsy
I sympathize with us that have never seen seas

Your sandals make ripples in the water
And then the dress is not a big loss
Take your time, look at the sunset and tell me
The one who sewed our happiness did not spare the material

Our ship's sail is torn and full of holes
And the waves beckon you to dive into nirvana
Blue fog, but you are not alone in it
I will reach the bottom so as not to lose you

Fortunately, we don’t need a guide, we’re walking next to each other
Southern stuffiness mother, the last one left
Trolleybus and along empty alleys
Only a row of beaded lanterns in the dark


In a drunken foamy foamy sea
I was drowning quietly, gradually
You stood in white white white
And the guitar sang, sang, sang

In a sea of drunken foam
I was drowning quietly, gradually
You stood in white white white
And the guitar sang, sang, sang


I’ll open the windows, because behind them there’s probably a world
It's not cold at home, but it's not fun to leave the house
The cunning employer is waiting for Monday until
There is friendship on telegram
Yes in front of the TV

Come on, fly to us - we won’t upset you in any way
There were three of us, now there are two
We dive into the sea of stories until the sunset for sure
Melts the night into a glass
Close your eyes

And as if a year ago everything was easier, who said
What is happiness in silence?When our happiness is station
At rush hour, the roar of secret jealousy, the entire Rammstein disk
The fire goes up and the howl of emergence

We are shattered happily from the river cliff
Halfway there, suddenly our hands intertwine into wings and we fly
Soaring above the surface, the last turn is outlined
It's warm today
Our eternal month until October


In a drunken foamy foamy sea
I was drowning quietly, gradually
You stood in white white white
And the guitar sang, sang, sang

In a sea of drunken foam
I was drowning quietly, gradually
You stood in white white white
And the guitar sang, sang, sang

In a drunken foamy foamy sea
I was drowning quietly, gradually
You stood in white white white
And the guitar sang, sang, sang

In a sea of drunken foam
I was drowning quietly, gradually
You stood in white white white
And the guitar sang, sang, sang