Singer: Alex Ponamarev

Let's cheek the blood
You get on the lipstick
To hell with the barrier of words -
Angel words are not necessary.

We are not angels, guy no, we are not angels.
Dark creatures, and torn strap us
If we are asked what we would like
We would have soared we would have soared.
We are not angels, guy no, we are not angels.
There, in the fire, lost grades we.
No such neither love nor trust
People look the presence of feathers.
We are not angels, kid...