Sat- (instrumental) B.G.


STR blues (BG) 

I'm an engineer
With the stress in the chest,
I manage STR 
From nine to five.
But the white dragon said to me,
After going into the door of subconsciousness,
That count Diffuser hammered a nail in the wall,
And I'm only the echo of a nail...

Said and gone away,
After closing the door.
How well,
That the dragon this is a myth;
But the one who turned up after, 
Was quite not like something,
His biorhythm didn't climb into the algorithm,
He ate my kitchen knife;

I said, "Listen,
Me tomorrow to the service, 
And you prevent me to sleep",
And he answered to me:
Do you hear, like the wind 
Is dancing with Rouldr Paa?

Like this my stress 
Didn't can tolerate.
And I decided the door of subconsciousness 
To close under lock.
But the door doesn't want to be closed,  
I'm struggling, and in the end,
I break against the corner my, obtained in the throes,
Plastic face…

Where to go engineer,
In the century of STR,
With natural face?





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