PAINT THE MORNING - Стерты из истории
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We will be together as we get in the ashen summer
Under the silence of proud lights
Photobot and text
Memory is a complex mosaic,
All that was with us
All that will be with us is summer
With an weathered one on the cheek

Something will change in this air
Or the world will change forever
*half of the sky, half me*
I haunt me
Either day, or night, or this year lived in vain

Spit on everything
Sometimes there is nothing left,
If you hear voices
Remind of the meaninglessness of your dotted body
On the asphalt per day, stuffy August and ridiculous.
Just lie down on the ground and fall asleep
Without waking up to in no way advancing heat.

*half of the summer, half of me*
I haunt me
Either day, or night, or this year lived in vain

Let's get in the summer
Photop and rocket
Scratch the sky above the ground

You’ll live, half-play
Semi-spray and breathe fake
Throwing his head back on the shoulders
I scream for salty light what
I lacked words.

Let's get in the summer
Memory and light
Or fantasy alive