Женщина с Бородой - Ремиссия
текст песни

I lived again yesterday
So far I was looking for last year's snow
When I read the year before last
between the lines

drip a little between the lines of milk
And between the rods you can see so far
but it remains deep
In the ceiling
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Yesterday was partially blind
and last year's snow a little ser
And the year before last I managed to
let go

I would let me go and run into the ceiling
Scraps of words and interjections of sand
throw a fishing rod, throw a rumor
take revenge

CHORUS
obscure whisper of trees and witch Rings
Shards of the last fear of losing for yourself
Double bottom at the day and I am sitting at the edge of the well
where in the splash of water is the reflection of fire
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Today I went beyond the edge during the day
And snow fell - a signal for bird flocks
And the new century has its own technogenic paradise
Sells

The art to the masses is only the art of sales
And I smoke my lifelong experience
I'm alone here and this is my entourage
Last day
The last snow
last century