Ушел последний из гостей...
Что мне делать?
На улице мороз, собака, а в квартире пусто.
Сейчас выключу свет и мне начнут мерещиться ужжжасные чудовища. Бля..
Смотреть нечего, читать не хочется.
Никого нет, а кто есть, тот видит сны.
I just don't know what to do tonight,
My head is aching as I drink and breathe
Memory falls like cream in my bones, moving on my own.
There must be something I can dream tonight,
The air is filled with the moves of you,
All the fire is frozen yet still I have the will, ooh, ah.
Trumpets, violins, I hear them in the distance
And my skin emits a ray, but I think it's sad it's much too bad
That our friends can't be with us today.
Что мне делать?
На улице мороз, собака, а в квартире пусто.
Сейчас выключу свет и мне начнут мерещиться ужжжасные чудовища. Бля..
Смотреть нечего, читать не хочется.
Никого нет, а кто есть, тот видит сны.
I just don't know what to do tonight,
My head is aching as I drink and breathe
Memory falls like cream in my bones, moving on my own.
There must be something I can dream tonight,
The air is filled with the moves of you,
All the fire is frozen yet still I have the will, ooh, ah.
Trumpets, violins, I hear them in the distance
And my skin emits a ray, but I think it's sad it's much too bad
That our friends can't be with us today.