Lyrics:
Тату White Robe

white robe Through the darkness Paragliding Back to heaven Flying bullets Hit the targets Wings and haloes Five to seven In this white robe Through

's necessary for you I'm drawing with black paint This drawing is very messy Bullet in the heart Brain on the door Nimb and wings We're putting on This white robe

this white robe through the darkness paragliding back to heaven! Flying bullets Hit the targets Wings and haloes, Five to seven In this white robe through

this white robe through the darkness paragliding back to heaven! Flying bullets Hit the targets Wings and haloes, Five to seven In this white robe through

In this white robe through the darkness paragliding back to heaven! Flying bullets Hit the targets Wings and haloes, Five to seven In this white robe

Я рисую черной краской На стене тупое слово Для меня оно не важно Для тебя оно не ново Для меня оно напрасно Для тебя необходимо Я рисую черной краской