Егор Е. - Из Рук - Песок, Из Глаз - Обман
текст песни

The wind draws us on cardboard boxes,
Let into yourself, releasing treason.
The fruits in timid situations will rize.
Zero on the screen ... caught the problem.

From hands - sand, from the eyes - deception ...
From hands - sand ...

It seems to me that burning thoughts
You will extinguish your breath, reporting libido.
Between the entrance and exit, the doors were hanging.
All the ice of Antarctica will soon melt.

From hands - sand, from the eyes - deception ...
From hands - sand ...

Suddenly sharp knocks! Someone floods something.
Naive fool: He trembles under the bed.
Rumble at a dead end! There is a solution there.
My saved ship drowned in arms.

From hands - sand, from the eyes - deception ...
From hands - sand, from the eyes - deception ...
From hands - sand, from the eyes - deception ...
From hands - sand ...