Brain fishermen (BG)

Goodbye, apparatus;
I'll go away to a distant garden,
On the bank of the river;

I will leave paternal home;
Is declared admission
Into brain fishermen…
 
There lives tyranosaur,
There knifed bread cadaver
And hung on hooks;

That there was no misfortune,
There sit around the water
Brain fishermen…

I'll become one of them:
I'll sing to them "Blues of pig",
I'll sing to them "Baby Quak",

There not terrible to be a mountain,
It guards the rest of mountains –
Brain fisher…





"My ant"
Альбом "Parables by Count Diffuser"
Альбомы Б.Г.
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