teu - Занавес
текст песни

I won't be happier
God, fill the words
hold the curtain halfway
I will reconcile, salt the eyelids
The wind will drain first
And then he drains, he will sag not paying

in the trench by the bar
I cherish the accumulated gift not presence
Lati piles
Maybe the settings have lost
and the heart for explosions of firecracker does not cope
catches someone else's motive

From the last loved one
You’ll rush off
adding on the runway
there, gathering with thoughts
Remember: once could
full breasts, now you do not breathe at all