Marlen Avel - нанет
текст песни

Asphalt melts.
The roads are not suitable
to operation.
Rains spit on my feet.
So I want to get up
From apocalyptic anxiety

My situation
Like everyone else
Time.
Someone can say
And someone is waiting for wrinkles
And the change of generation

Fuck love lyrics.
Who appreciates her except all.
I will write about trailers
or about lilies lines
the colors of the sky or absinthe

About people finally
for which every day
Like the end of the world
And instead of the refrigerator -
Half a year of snow

And about the one that is 19 years old:
There are no bad habits
Breakfast at lunch
does not throw out the bus
Tickets/check

note in every line
Everything converges
on the
No