Singer: Tatiana Zykina

On the way to the lair in the night
In whose dark interior make louder
The head forms a smooth dash
My name emblazoned among others;
On the way to the lair in the night
Study the anatomy of the shoulder
Weary handlebar hand alien
On the thigh on my left is resting;
And in the morning I'm in the kitchen boiling gradually
Under the breath of someone else through a wall
Waiting for the alarm, and freeze
While Napping my current host
Here I will reach to the house and to the soul
There I drink and sleep will be better
I don't feel bad, I live now for the bangs
Alone my toothbrush.

The sea inside spread, we made plans with the taste of brie.
My hands found his peace on your shoulders,
Mom's happy, we're happy to get married to temper
The here and now.

How many times have I painted myself
As I dig into your throat,
As I push you in the back,
I close the door.
How many times have I painted myself
I ripped your picture
As I toss your mug
How to collect your things.
How many times have I painted myself
After quickly pohorosheet
As will become angrier and more cunning
And the repair will be able to accumulate.

I dress lilac lied so confidently,
I was in the clear, I - I'm a loyal bitch
And exemplary wife, I love you immensely I.

A hole in your budget, I was blindfolded,
I whined about her, I drank your blood, but you only.
To release the addresses to trust
After all, I Yes said Yes said Yes said said.

I'm pathetic, I'm disgusted
To watch what turned me into:
Quiet outside, inside a hurricane,
Thump - not an option, but an option.

If something goes wrong
Guilty look don't let me
After all, if someone is to blame -
This is me and my expectations.

Your beauty - my favorite enemy
Favorite demon, and I his slave.
Looking for the strength to break the straps
But the will eaten by worm time.
All the effort spent on the world and life,
To live in peace with you as it is necessary,
Because war is not this
With those who, in principle, anyway.

Life wanders around,
And you don't know how to go, how to get up.
The world raises eyebrows
The question is: what's wrong?
Alive, healthy, fed, clothed,
Love, warmed
- reasons not...

The desire of one life make two, leads nowhere, never let you go.

Tell him, let him go.
All that was here abandoned.
Suck me freedom
The shadow of your past.
Good bad
Worse - if good.
Again climbing the walls I
From the solar plexus
Selected on the surface
jealousy...

I want to know
That someone would be in the languor of your genius hands to kiss,
That someone appreciates you and gives you what you wish yourself,
And if so, then live and let am I wrong,
Wanted to show you that there are
Other horizons, other depth,
The intimacy - you never dreamed of.

Don't worry, I'm not one of those who breaks down, I will not die,
I don't feel guilty... Sleep tight, my friend...
Yes, I walk the roads and wait until a sleepy driver will block me, this music,
Don't worry, I'm home alone,
Don't worry, I won't call - why?
Don't worry, I am not a burden now, not a cage. Sleep well, my friend, and don't worry..

Someone screams in fright
And cries of joy
But I'm colorblind in Cuba
I still no difference.