Текст песни Аля Кудряшева - 20 перышек за плечами....

Twenty feathers behind - circled , it's time to fade . I'm coming, I move the keys , people stare at me . In the ears of music Sing song voice melts clockwork , we seemed to be so hard together, but even harder one . Get out much in touch with ether , hear you, I love you. Seller of the stall with yogurt calls me : "Camel" . " Come on - he says - my own , choose your own meals " If I myself do not know why I go to him ?
Air - blue with a taste of apples, has sweat radiation . I live until November , it turns out nothing. I'm good . Player - shuffle. Compose poems in the subway and you knit gray scarf acrylic nonsense. Me sprawled city - right , I feel like shaking, wash down Thursday Cahors, to survive the Friday , days are changing quickly , transparent snow , rain is wet . Saturday wash down with beer, Lowenbraun'om not huhry .
I breathe tobacco cheap fixed laughing face . Nothing else, Kudryashov , in general, hold your own . Soon session zarubezhki , hand over - you do not pass , then go try to understand , say , jogging in the morning helps to comprehend the world , because you do not pass - and scram sausage , and not bring back the past , so it is best to take into Albanian and do not worry someone else's garbage . Whether it jump , climb , completely forget about everything , because you still nineteen and he was twenty -seven, he has a wife and children , he walks on his way - why in the whole world you breathe only to them ?
On the cornice cherished cat , compose a letter myself, I wad ledeneloy crumbs in a choking pipe. Say - it's all what you can say it is still not so smeared crying in the face , forehead beysya the monitor. And , let's roll couple waits cold emptiness , you just did not want to be happy just like that. Just smell the iliac string that is not afraid of the wall , just bite the morning her hands and moan with delight . No, you will be before dawn, put out the family , displaying kilometers delirium in an overheated Ai- CQ . And dawn on the brain - a club , all roads lead to Rome. " Well , good night , darling . So tomorrow the contract. "
A machine asphalts devour as fire devours firewood , twenty first leaf - crane landing on the palm . I'm good , even very much, just dumb as a brick. Once chose me among other things - as you please so now , be patient . Select, Select , and , by the way - not scolded because their fate .
Because we can, if we want to be happy. Tooth give .