Текст: Forward Russia. Two.

A secret message hidden in your posture
Tells me that it's over between us, lover
I heard it on the microphone
That sweetest rancid tinkling of tiara
It's not the same as they said

When you're left dry
Saline
Is much like your smile
Time and place

Don't try to attack me
I can see your face is furnished like a blessing
And don't be ashamed
The learning's all the same, don't you forget.

When you're left dry
Saline
Is much like your smile
Placed right
When you're left dry
Saline is much like your smile
Time and place