VENSUM - Друг
текст песни

Friend is not at home
Friend won't come
A friend was poisoned by dreams
It will be hard but come
Friend is not at home
Friend won't come
A friend was poisoned by dreams
It will be hard but come
The forces have left the house
So we'll leave the best for later.
Time will pass me by like a roller
Into the soft, warm asphalt face
Cry and sleep
Sleep sleep sleep
What a day, myself
The month has nothing to do with it
February is tired, himself
What a day, myself
The month has nothing to do with it
February is tired, himself
What a day