Клайд и бонни

Tai, like ice under the match.
You - have a habit. Nowhere to run . Ty ...
Know that at the height of the bird
Heaven does not care where someone fall. Know .
I'll be in the corner of Moscow, where will you be ...

Chorus:

There we did not Clyde and Bonnie ,
Love and pain nowhere to escape.
There - in the ultraviolet,
On the flow of light - so easy to fly.

When you get tired of whiskey and cola ,
Cavalli , Versace - want the new .
Someone's eyes is called family,
When someone else is drowning in a strange smoke.
In contacts , without names and the past,
Without wings and without vulgarity .
I'll be in the corner of Moscow ...
You know how to find me.

Life - mottled, like a ribbon .
From the outskirts to the center,
To hundred zero - I .
On the slopes of smog,
But , God knows, I could not wait .

Chorus .