720vozduha - Туманность Кассиопеи - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Flying the cassiopei nebula, I see the shore of the sky,

I see things that were not. which will not be.

In my spacesuit, the glass is dedicated, and I feel her hands. The sound is approaching with lowercase steps in zero gravity, not without the help of thoughts. Rotating blades pass close to my world from numbers and sunk symbols that brutally rape the sprouts of the consciousness of the people of the old firmware. I can live in this past, but to live. Errors will bring any head to the block, on an authentic European square made of powerful stone. Be able to swim, but drown in lava. The truth bows from the language of the trigala, which is saying riddles. Each in childhood had inclinations copied from a past life, metaphorical images pour on the floor from the cornice, drown their neighbors from below in an inverted house on the other side of the mirror, I see six in estimates of poorly -distributed people opposite. The boxes are closed in the head chest of drawers and falling asleep with a dream, where the warmth is not fake from the outlet, or a cassette recording, but speaking greetings of the sun, in a compartment with the wind, and time slows down in a quiet Estonian in a raincoat and with a newspaper, on a neighboring bench, which paired meters from the monument to the gentlemanly manners, checks the watch with a shadow, or with those who are highly quoted. The paintings themselves are drawn in the air, the statues of people are broken into a scattering from a bird's eye view, and it is time to appropriate the bar codes to human individuals, with zero in the atrial area, reaching anything with special zeal.