Александр Коперник - Следующая станция - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

The next station is a depot. I am sitting pointlessly, and the train goes to myself, slowing down ... I slept in a chance.

I sit, breathing meaninglessly - I cook in the boiler. Between us: The next station is a depot. I sit pointlessly, and I remember not at all what we must remember, stuck at a dead end, falling at the last peak. Where the path is over - there are home ... Slowly, slowly, the train approaches the station "Forever"; I was waiting for her like that, yes, I waited a long time ...

Voices disappeared behind the wall.

Not a sleepy octopus crawl out of the compartment, but those who will never wake up again, even suddenly resurrected, or even deciding not to sleep! According to tectonic patterns of bare souls, between the layers, the stuffy scales of Otalin was driven by the wedge. In memory, for some reason, you again ... and everything is harder and less likely to joints hit the wheel. Slowly, slowly, the train approaches the station forever.

I was waiting for her, yes, I waited a long time.

The depot station was announced. I am sitting pointless, and late autumn here, under the windows - please wait! I will wait for you in a new life, I don’t know who - the stream will direct, carry, determine, clearly, clearly according to the dashing of the dividing strip. The sting pierces, to the leg of the poron - like the last, for himself, a cartridge. How is there little water in it ...

The leaky sky will have a snack of wires, the floor will never end with a floor. Breath of the wind, bloody cough of the crown ... floor above - is the balcony pushing me?