I.Witness - Один день Ивана Денисовича - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

The dark red dawn, like a path to the sun, protects all of us from ourselves, panting in the smoke frozen air is similar to the smell of a cold sky.

It is hardly possible to do without grilles, lanterns and thorns, even though you don’t disappear here.

We inhale the vapors of poison, dust and slag, leaving traces in soundless snow.

It is connected in advance, attributed to those who moved away from where they do not come back.

Law? What is the law? Where is the law? What is this about? He has long faded.

Dark red dawn like a path to the sun, gray hoar on the eyelids in the cold eyes. Observing only a single law - the law of preservation of a particle of heat.

We even go to the pressing everyday life, sing the strength of the spirit and warm thoughts.

Why this happens - you stomp the path, and a double continuous wall comes out.