Сибирская АнАмАлия - Я не верю - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Hands carrying a bright future on a landfill,

Hanging sheets, the battery is cold, sleeping a dream

Unnecessary tea, knocking hours, interruptions in water and elevator,

Another day of unwell.

“Alive,” they said, removed their fingers from the pulse, went to look for where to drink.

"Are you sure?" - I shout, - "Is it possible to survive after this?

Is there more than one road after this - where they are not waiting for? "

I do not believe in happy fairy tales and colored dreams,

Anyway, at the end, either they beat them,

Everyone leaves the corpses-targets,

The right to the opportunity to inherit in someone else's soul.

And therefore - they walked Shatko, with the terrible ways of the crazy ones, but they still walked, left the forces - but did the forces need forces on this path?

I do not believe that people can help each other -

Well, who cares

to another body,

what decided to get to death,

and not wait for a mystical miracle,

which will not be.

I do not believe in polar nights without a bypass door,

In the happy gave, in lists of coincidences,

and in others -

I do not believe in them.