Сон, нас укутал.
В холод сладкий
Он уже не яркий,
But , allow me to placate your ego.
She was talking about freedom from stuff
But for you this is sounds like bluff and stealing in broad day light
You really not ready throw out from you life gold earrings, call phones ring, whisperings in a bed size kings, kill of birdy thanksgiving, bag of pill of european medicine
Я вижу ветер.
Он укажет путь домой.
Ждать это встречи
Что бы навечно стать собой
You must have a reason to follow it
The world's overflow of the counterfeit
Them gave you a list what you wondering
In beautiful picture on comfortable site
Said that your right is a sole
Well now you saw
They have drink Strawberry through the straw
Dogs in the private airplane zone
Safer than we in subway
I like Eidôlon, 3 Studies For A Portrait, Colored Fields and Metal Shells. The album has high fidelity sound, with decent definition and punchy bass. There isn't any kind of mushiness to the sound, nor any excessive treble. Sounds good loud on a quality system. CD comes packaged in a slim digipak case. Neil McCauley