Soz1N - Мальвина
текст песни

I drove thoughts further like a wind from a grove
Cigarettes cloak from home easier
The music will still drag it but will not work powerfully
Voice inside, without rehabaches about you, mutters

And time heals, but I did not have time to take
The record does not finish my paterlex
I dismantled my black box thousand times
But I never came up with what to do next

Someone drags somewhere but I have a fuck at all
Run from those very insects in my head
Shuds with ethanol dreams
I already completely forgot how to live differently

Infinite coma on the background of a fresh wound
what the fuck are plans when there is a plan
who knew that all this does not save
how the temple will not save you from missiles

The world is an evil dog in a nuclear winter
You are my cozy bunker on the edge of the cliff
The world is plastic dolls in the store
I am your deviant in this obedient world

two years on the air and no signals
only interference what noise interrupted
Pun the blanket and forget about my dreams
where are you and I walk through the woods in the winter

field with poplars on the sheet streams
rain is washing and I'm lazy
But I will easily find words for you dear
For a couple of years I wore them in my pocket

Your smile is more expensive than all of all
The sun decided that your face is Malbert
in the summer he takes out his orange paints
and carefully writes without touching his eyes

If I were in a fairy tale would be a cat
I would lie nearby on the couch and wagged its tail
And in the morning he woke you up with a paw in the back
I lay down near the neck if an angina crushes

or I will become Pinocchio and find us the key
that the door opens .. into the world without clouds
and light beam will illuminate your blue curls
Malvina cannot describe you with my lines

How do not try to come out badly and not at all
in a word, do not express it more quickly
as if to find out the whole secret of focus
And the miracle will leak out where ..- then gloomy in the world

Someone wants to go to the moon, I want to be on the moon
only look at the window and pull the strings
The song will spill over the yards quarters
Souls sing along and on the clouds with a portal

And alas, the road was ordered there, alas
my soul at Bafomet in a bag behind the bosom
I will not regret in the deal there is a line about you
and for her alone I am ready to glow in hell

My ashes will not fly without motivation
He does not have enough aviation technique alone
not even all humanity of aviation will not be enough
but enough only one beautiful acacia

and I'm sitting at night on the keyboard I clatter
Having set the waves southeast by walkie-talkie
I catch signals from the castle of my princess
flying forty -five kilometers of the track

I will write more than say in any way
Why go to the room I will send an envelope
for people like I came up with a box of sweets
There are no hundreds of lines for those like you

taxi I ordered in anticipation
postponed affairs and decisions
Time let us sacrifice
Yes, and a dick with him is more expensive

I will grab wine and to you on the beach
from sand stand for two bowls
I will take a mattress on the water on the water
Yo wanted we used to be liter

The ship will appear outside the horizon
on high white sails
driven by the wind by the wind
Only the moon illuminates it

let's jump on board
put up the hatches to leave the port
Open Ocean Closed move
we float to the land on land for sunrise

the sun with you only
Slantsy and what else
Everything else is needed
not that important