замкнутость 8 - когда солнце нас сожрет - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Closure 8 - when the sun will devour us

And my soul is beautiful

And yours are happy

And I'm glad that everything is not in vain

All sketches of envy

Truly empty

And they will not be separated

We are just a piece of the abstract

Among the thousands of individuals

And we go to nowhere

The past is blurred

The whole essence of the world fits in thirty -six seconds

From my touch .. to your exhalation

Find me in me

And I will arrive forever

Weather anomalies. And then everyone will be erased with space

Watch my pulse

Get spin with a waltz

Among the pines

and fir trees

The first snow will fall. And without touching the skin it melts .. Believe me

Morning hoar. On kapoti

People will come out of Nor

In the labyrinth, closed

Everyone will become an astronaut

And chronically

and in such sunny weather .. I will definitely lose my head

Motor. For no reason

Let the heart beat,

When to close the face of reality.

When it ceases to exist.

When there will be nothing to fight for and all humanity will die inside,

The gloss in the eyes will dry.

When the sigh becomes heavier than the stone.

Close down the sadness of the frustrated guitar.

The soul of a torn string.

When you look with indifference to complete and sorry with the phrase. A vase on the floor, peace on pieces, house on boards. There is no longing, there will be no similarity with the gaze of the former. The gloss-hameleons will gain the color of the darkness. The tones were rubbed to holes and smoke will stop gifting the false, but at the same time lively smile. When all loved ones will go crazy faster, knocking me down with a word, accusing me that I was a crazy child. When the gift to think finally turns into a curse and drags it into the corners of the universe, where you will not be. When the gray buildings are crushed, forcing at the moment to become a foundation for new systems. When the silence will lead topics for conversation. When the cage that the cage is gnawing, forever remains my home, and the departments will stop at the line of living the life of the heroes of the TV of the box.