Singer: Viktor Tretyakov

So if the world is bad, light within light.
In this Kingdom you're God.
Here other gods no!

I forgot that there would be no trial,
And that, in principle, the Court is impossible.
And that way all who come here
Endless, beautiful and complicated.

To sing to me today, not so much lazy, just tired of living I.

Estimates of destiny closes, sometimes the cost of the gun.

Something very strange we played life.
Ovation, curtain, intermission...
Change of scenery:
Autumn... the third act.

If there is no love in the world, then there is no God too!

All your wealth untold
There in the box... for the brain.

If you dream parted,
If suddenly the only one left,
Or is your day not specified in the morning.
It is very important to learn
In a major switch,
If suddenly you will happen the Blues.

I met him in the spring,
He was the artist almost known
We kissed under the pine -
And he's married, because honest.
He drank a little, it was structurally unstable,
So happy for the girls, only once!
One confused - will clean a teeth,
And eternally the tube does not close.
But I attention is first paid -
Such a man me sky Duden!
And all a woman forgave him,
Everything - even the tube, damn it...
And he, drawing, fell into Nirvana,
then suddenly hug - love says, and that's that!
Then suddenly, the prankish, will drag in a bath...
And there is toothpaste!
And I, like the idiot socks washed,
In soups put a bouillon cube,
And all asked, all begged:
"Brushed my teeth shut the fucking tube!"
And he, a beast - well, as luck would have it:
"All this, Glasha says secondary!"
Tell me, girls - well, how can you
Love and shit at the same time?!
And I from disappointment have left to the neighbor,
Because the neighbor teeth.
... On the shelf a tube of "Blend-a-honey"
Lies closed. How lovely...

Maybe time heals, but not the pain...

No stars in the sky no,
It's just a million holes
And breaks through them the light:
It glows a different world.
There, behind the black veil of darkness,
The inexpressible beauty of the Garden,
Where will we meet then,
If you're going to hell!

But I forgot about the wrongs of the past,
I will remember only the good.

Love is given as passion,
And ends, as a thread,
It is impossible to secretly steal
And it is impossible to explain.

We sincerely tearing the sky...
To escape then if possible.