энергия тумана - всем строкам однажды придет конец - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

All lines will come to an end to all the lines, each next shot changes the case, and there is no time to think who was the Creator when the sharp spike suddenly pierces the body.

Let such protection be given to the flower, [instead of the needles, I focus on thoughts]. I flow down the glass, of which in each scraps of crucified truths. I laugh and grab onto the clouds, my lips are bitten by the tart wind. Here the river is rapid, deep, and takes away any troubles with him.

But you will never hear me, and feathers are torn out through the skin [like a chick I, which fell out of the nest], and no one will tell me quietly:

"believe me.

Believe me, straighten wings, dissect, fly,

Fall into the abyss, bend silver in the sun "

Let our paths diverge with you, I love, I love you.

The light in the window is not at all like me. But without wings there will be no abyss of happiness to me. Without a flight to me, the air is a bitter poison. Can the sky share crazy passion? ..

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Let the curses are buzzing in my head, but I make wings with my basis.

And while you are melting in the middle of the rain

I'm flying forward

Turning into word.

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