Дымовая завеса - 2. Этажи
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SLIM:
In a huge country, under the dome of the sky gray
People live in the middle of the rain and snow,
Among the boxes, typical duodenums
The days in the dust of the city soot stretch
You are not from here? Then welcome!
But prepare the amount and preferably
We will show you what these quarters breathe
And these houses, along roads and sidewalks
Everything grows here, breaks down, cooks,
Mutates, used in the right proportions
And no Palev, everyone knows
Where to get it and how much it costs
Some read books, others in the forest for mushrooms
"Sixty" really inserts if it does not drive
Maybe a couple of Ferrari pink, Mercedes
Or coconut for two in weight of weight?
Who was sitting for what when he sits down and when it comes out
Any in the know in these cases in any weather
And if you got caught, do not regret the money
Do not want to try on robe-pick up greens
There is nothing to catch in this hole divided into areas
At the metro station, on cell phones,
On those who write laws and who fulfill them
But this life for something is unlikely to change.

SLIM, Lexus:
Cars, garages, wet roofs,
Floors, types, everyone breathes something
Listen, tell me, can you hear something?
And I hear what these floors breathe

Cars, garages, wet roofs,
Floors, types, everyone breathes something
Listen, tell me, can you hear something?
And I hear what these floors breathe

Lexus:
Swimn breathing of candles, I fill the lungs
Such lightness, I reduce the volume
And the city Noise is drowning in infinity
Inexhaustible power of eternity
Bliks of traffic lights, new patterns
Capital signs are full of metamorphoses
Stands threaten new questions
Rich shops that guard mannequins
According to this scheme, then weeks
Factories work, ideas are born
Car is filled with gasoline, go in motion
We see the same faces in the subway
On this topic, we are chasing with our neighbors
We build new circles in this citadel
We will all be the first, even if not immediately,
Intelligence of the mind draw this infection

SLIM, Lexus:
Cars, garages, wet roofs,
Floors, types, everyone breathes something
Listen, tell me, can you hear something?
And I hear what these floors breathe

Cars, garages, wet roofs,
Floors, types, everyone breathes something
Listen, tell me, can you hear something?
And I hear what these floors breathe

SLIM:
On the outskirts, and in central quarters
Among factories and bars, we mutter herbs again
Well, everything is the same, polish the sidewalks
And we hope that there will be more, that there is little
In the meantime, in my room, I watch the news,
I listen to the silence, I write these stories
On the fourth floor, in the first entrance,
There are seven in the apartment under the number, in the same place.

Lexus:
Breaking the limits intended by time
Trying to put fate-bout on your knees
Everything is worn in a circle in one direction,
Trying to find a new generation exit
New signals catch radio antennas,
Trying to change the course of events in the universe
New tasks replenish file folders,
New messages, messages, messages, knowledge,
Sometimes they lead to inevitability
To domestic conflicts in our everyday life
Acute aspirations absorb nerves
We write new recipes, cook the potions again.

SLIM, Lexus:
Cars, garages, wet roofs,
Floors, types, everyone breathes something
Listen, tell me, can you hear something?
And I hear what these floors breathe

Cars, garages, wet roofs,
Floors, types, everyone breathes something
Listen, tell me, can you hear something?
And I hear what these floors breathe

Cars, garages, wet roofs,
Floors, types, everyone breathes something
Listen, tell me, can you hear something?
And I hear what these floors breathe

Cars, garages, wet roofs,
Floors, types, everyone breathes something
Listen, tell me, can you hear something?
And I hear what these floors breathe