Текст песни Клим Стронский - счастливые

wrap myself up in rolls of wallpaper
squeezing out the adhesive from the package
with each new layer dusherazderayuschim
Rewinding eyelids adhesive tapes
and in the film looking for his youth,
and you on the stub
the same desired.
turning a blind eye on the highways,
I ran into a different world from you,
but I ran,
I fell, tripped over the wire.
and seeing uezzhayuschy vehicles
sobbed contrasts outgoing happiness.
Nasty is not present and the house burned down branches
from the cold conditions.
we will put bags on their heads
in this small town cracked.
On latches locked room
I live in the corridor next to the garbage,

We will stand on its feet
in wheelchairs,
when they come to take away the happiness,
crawling on hands on the tiles,
we feel this.