Ivolga - Эмансипация - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Throwing away the cigarette butts of the cigarettes you have kissed countless times, the whiteness on your knuckles will draw a trace of torture and will burn out.

In silent, ridiculous attempts to explain what lives in the head, and is it even necessary? Everything is too blurry, there are no answers in an empty glass. What if where there is a swarm of regrets, our eyes will be opened, but as in the womb we are blind with you. I know you yourself chose a meaningful search for the end.

Fly through the breeze and clouds.

To be a pill in your cold-pricked hands.

To where the smoky whisper of the wind and the rain will take your pain away. (to where under the dense haze) the sky will melt. Are you ready? Let's fly home (they will take you with them).

We are moths in a glass, not knowing the truth. Not knowing yourself, to the touch with a timid movement. the damp earth will embrace you, just to remember that everything is not in vain, do not choke on the bottom of the bathtub. getting what they deserve, dissolving conscience in wine. Selfishness was shared and nothing more, everything that you value. I would like to explain myself in an embrace, but pushing me away, you tremble.