ЙОРЯЛ - Кислород
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I have my own statistics here
Where the teeth are gritted
Unimaginable
In a grimace of exhaust gas
At the third ring
Houses are sick with leprosy
Disagreement
As monuments from past days
Suffer colossally
How
Skyscrapers from the sleeping areas
Speak oxygen

They want to breathe
And live freely
Having straightened the frames
Plastic windows,
With soul
As if from red bricks.
Forget and remember that they keep the warmth of people.
Of people,
Which did not have enough oxygen.
Which the city grinds again and again,
Interrupting the legs into the blood
Corns of large queues
Forgive me but here
Own statist
Where the teeth are kindly, we squeezed inconceivably
I realized - we are all sick with leprosy
From the third ring to the order

I have my own statistics here
Where the teeth are gritted
Unimaginable
In a grimace of exhaust gas
At the third ring
Houses are sick with leprosy
Disagreement
As monuments from past days
Suffer colossally
How
Skyscrapers from the sleeping areas
Speak oxygen.
I have my own statistics here
Where the teeth are gritted
Unimaginable
In a grimace of exhaust gas
At the third ring
Houses are sick with leprosy
Disagreement
As monuments from past days
Suffer colossally
How
Skyscrapers from the sleeping areas
Speak oxygen.
I have my own statistics here
Where the teeth are gritted
Unimaginable
In a grimace of exhaust gas
At the third ring
Houses are sick with leprosy
Disagreement
As monuments from past days
Suffer colossally
How
Skyscrapers from the sleeping areas
Speak oxygen.