Мои Ракеты Вверх - The Charles - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Old and gray waitresses at night in a cafe abandoned him ...

And when I go on lit sidewalks and look into the windows of the canteens,

I see that they lost him ...

I see people sitting on benches, and because they are sitting and watching, I understand that they have no more ...

I see people leading cars, and because they lead cars, I understand - they do not like anyone, and no one loves them, and sex does not interest them, and all this is forgotten as an old film ...

I see people in supermarkets and department stores, something buying, moving around the aisles, and by how the clothes are sitting on them, by how they move, in their persons, in their eyes, I understand that they do not have anything about Affairs, and there is no reason to them ...

Every day I meet hundreds of absolutely broken people, I see a thousand people who do not sympathize with anyone, and no one sympathizes them ...

Everywhere I see people who need food, shelter and clothing, they focus on it.

I do not understand why these people do not disappear?

I do not understand why these people do not die?

Why don't clouds kill them, why are they not killed by dogs? Why don't flowers and children kill them?

I do not understand, they are probably already killed?

And yet I can't get used to the fact that they are, because there are a lot of them; Every day, every night there are more and more - in the subway, in houses and parks; And they are not scary, from the fact that they do not like, and no one loves them ...