Текст песни маша badda boo - Май

Your refrigerator is dead, it extinguished the light,
and your bed is dead.
there are cockroaches climb into the soul,
do not give sleep.
but you will not be so indifferent,
you know how to dream.
Close your eyes, counted to a hundred, so it will be fair.
gnomes hide loaf in a secluded place,
who want to choose.
in the center of the world the month of May,
so dear.
lemon in your tea, sugar,
sitting tea leaves.
the sun sank on the edge,
in the glow of a speck of dust.
I love you more than anyone else
and I repeat without hesitation:
we are tearing apart the sky takeoff
you hear, there is a cure for boredom.
we have higher than balconies,
socks than the neighbors and what their roofs.
we must above.