Текст песни Константин Чудинов - Чёрной паутинкой

First there was the word, then there was a song
And the song turned into flesh
She broke her fingers on the black walls
But taken all in a handful of grains

And then there was life and the life of the spring
grain and sprouted palm
then as though the fog and the wind touched the eyes
fire and life revived

windows
black spiderweb
 interrupted flight
arrows hours
widdershins tale
I loved like yourself
I felt sorry for myself as a
I cherished as a bitch
I am no longer scared
ribbon path
dark dark forest
in whirlpools and fords
carelessly
Do not just long long time
is it true is false
if you wait for the home