Перегорели пробки текст песни

Обновлено: 18.09.2024

Перегорели пробки, ненависти нотки,
В голосе, вновь короткие гудки из трубки.
Вторые сутки набираю те же цифры,
Нажимаю все те же гладкие кнопки.

Перегорели пробки, ненависти нотки,
В голосе, вновь короткие гудки из трубки.
Вторые сутки набираю те же цифры,
Нажимаю все те же гладкие кнопки. Burnt cork, hate notes,
The voice, again short beeps from the tube.
The second day I type the same numbers,
I press all the same smooth buttons.

Burnt cork, hate notes,
The voice, again short beeps from the tube.
The second day I type the same numbers,
I press all the same smooth buttons.

Disks, mc, stack, voice,
Children, fine, lady, compass.
Burnt cork, guitar, sing,
If you only knew.
Candles, hallways, empty soul
And I thought I was living it.
Phone this, song, summer,
Ice prickly leaves dirty wounds.
The scars remain with me,
The scars remain, as the memory of each.
Not a long time to heal cut,
Where are you? Hey! Drooping eyelids.
This black gouache, under the eyes,
Burnt cork, extinguished the flames.
The commander of the Light a Candle
Light the way home I want.
Gray night mask at home,
People froze, as if the tap water.
There is no, there is again the head buzzing!
Marina Forgive me, God forgive.
Whispered to me, woe to you, crying a lot,
But women's tears are not expensive.
Smoke, I think again, again forward,
Again, the thoughts running in the dark.

Burnt cork, hate notes,
The voice, again short beeps from the tube.
The second day I type the same numbers,
I press all the same smooth buttons.

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