Текст песни Лосось Мудрости - Дети Маковых Цветов

Your palm, like pink tisheydy -
Through them, my world is almost perfect!
Bristles with tenderness Cat tickles the neck -
How not to learn?

A wall of rain all day, we come across,
As if the sky endeavor to balance
Suddenly suddenly had fallen grace.

Night Stop us sadly farye a ride
Over the bridge, the smell of lavash and Cigarette;
I give up sleep to me now that any time of the day -
Beautiful dreams

As the selection as if lined up for casting!
As if all the coins thrown for good luck,
Returned solicitude they shot glasses

When you still fall asleep in the middle of the film,
From the serenity of his childhood revertible -
We are the children of poppy flowers, we have not master
No evil eye, or Wii.

That's poetry-and finish writing,
And we are one morning, there is no doubt,
Most die from starvation love.