I.Witness - Зов - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Yes, you see a break at the bottom of your eyes. And disinfected. Night. Anxiety will fall asleep. But the morning now brings only devastation. Smile. Barrette. An exhausted and exhausted look is painful. Close the key, turn off the phone, may, just do not listen to everything that they say. A string of blind, going directly into the abyss. A chain of traces leading to nowhere.

If you knew before, how many weeks needed to lower all the acquired, ruin your native nest. And stay together in an empty house. Among the ashes, bulls and bottles. Unpaid accounts and unbuttoned pins under the door. If I had the strength to burn all these books. To reason all those who are not completely blinded to the end. Or at least you, or at least you. Save this small house, save this small mind. You can’t get out and not fall in search of an imaginary hard hand. Not buried in the madness of the poor and vagabonds, holy fools, dreary, wild, crazy. Voluntarily surrendered to the shackles of new and dark centuries. In the shackles of ominous crooks, in whose skillful hands even incoherent speech becomes a new scripture. Even incoherent speech can become a new scripture. The most incoherent speech can become a new scripture. Try to remember the summer, try to remember the winter, try to remember autumn, but never remember this spring