Текст песни Анджей Бжезинский - Вытрезвитель

the sobering-up station did not become my home
I'm still uncomfortable with the doctor's gaze
it's indescribable like the arrival of methadone
it paralyzes the jaw only to be silent

buried in the gate closing both eyes
scratching walls with nails in anticipation of the morning
it will definitely not come immediately
because behind the bars of the window there is only terrible darkness

insomnia hurts every year
I can't see a dream without a stack of another
today i dreamed about the beach on it warm sand
on the couch only vomiting divorce

the sobering-up station did not become my home
just a transit point in the shadow world
and noon was approaching with a new glass
hide me in your chambers behind steel doors

their chambers behind steel doors
their chambers for steel soon
their chambers behind steel doors
a pipe sounded at the throat of the bottle