Nahly vybuch rovno pod lebkou,
je to zle.
Nie je v ziadnej knihe receptov,
na to liek.
Nie sme blazni iba raneni,
padli z hviezd.
Krv na vino v srdci sa zmeni,
ved to vies.
Sto rozbitych vaz,
nic sa neda najst.
A ten treti z nas dvoch prave striela na nas.
Laska drieme kdesi v pozadi,
nasich tiel.
Vahanie, kto prvy pohladi
cudzi tien.
A strong comment here is specific: the phrase you keep hearing, the mood you come back for, or the reason this song stays in rotation.
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