nthingwrng - koshka
текст песни

A cat is scratching behind the wall
The cat really wants to the window
And the concrete kills the paws
And the pillows are no longer soft

The tears of God flow outside the window
Cat cries, slut of wretched
Outside the window, children swim
On the river somewhere north

And in the north their dad is waiting
There are fields without people and fear
There are funny cat streets
Spread, circle

Mom will scratch behind the wall
She prays, prays, true
In the meantime, her poor children
Fall asleep in the arms of death