СОБОЛЬ - Цикличность - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Quiet! The light is flashing, I'm coming

That's it, everything is on the go, bit by bit, mmmm, what's that sound, the lamp is rocking, wrong sign, flue (in a cold sweat)

Where is the serious gesture, and where is the irony? Pa-pa-pa-paranoia, where am I in the dumbest role

I'm driving myself to the rear, I'm locked in a hurricane, hurricane, hurricane, hurricane

Eyes do not find point of view - misunderstanding

Strikes to kill

Business, business, business, gone off the path

There is whiteness in the throat, there is melancholy, there is melancholy

I will wake up and be completely at zero, I won’t want to know you or anything about myself

I don't hit the keys

But, fortunately, the volume was turned down,

Incorrect left case

Doesn't forgive me at all

Dry and suffocating

And suffocating

And suffocating

I'll lose all control again

Again in balance not with myself

Although it seemed that I had found this peace long ago

But everything changes in a click

I don’t know the score for this one

Again, again, again under the juice