Аналогия бытия - Вкус к жизни - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Sometimes it happens that lose the taste of life.

And the sky does not please blue already

And some kind of equal all beer.

just go to work like a regular train

There, back, smoke, lunch, a few more stops. On the way you look through everything, you do not sharpen attention. As if thought about something far, I turned on the alert regime.

I do not want any calls and the phone is silent in your pocket. There is no desire to share the fuck if mom is called. Everything seems so petty that there is no coin revelation. Life is one penny, and that was removed from the conveyor. Vacation was given in winter, some trips. Cold nights in darkness are removed by rails. Whether this is a period of life, whether the depression can reflection bloom in winter, and perhaps just growing up.

And do not care that the feet of wet, do not care what you get sick.

among people in solitude

fall asleep under the arrhythmic sounds of heartbeat

in thoughts -cosmos, as if some kind of genius

under "Kam Es Yu A" with mint sch)

Wake up, a backpack on the floor with things

Heavyly with an open mouth-zipper, empty, not filled with anything and something like you even.

Do not even help diving in the bubble alcohol

Today, the motto is such a "Yebana life-Yebana pain."

World -Theater, some kind of vague role

the second plan does not pull on the Oscar

More similar to the crowd.

On the landfill of living meat and all by packaging.

Stoke, share, and everyone screams - buy me.

And today in delay, in the basket, in the road.

Forgotten, sword, black and white

I look from above on a carnival multicolored

And everything is actually so Mnimo

Or just I lost the taste of life?