Текст песни красные.огни.крыш. - отопление

Shards of wounded eyes
made of double-glazed window.
For some reason we painted these clouds and walls,
clouds and walls living inside us
(these are just drawings. melt walls).
What do you know about batteries that
every day they want to see warm waves,
(rain)
but inside there is emptiness and dependence is complete;
from despair we knock on the windowsills
(and they sound like pain)
and souls are broken. Our souls are broken.
(pain).
And no matter how much time passes
(why do we need this?)
wires will break the voltage.
Hide so that no one finds
(snow melts again, and we with it)
/you/
neither people, nor their security cameras.
In these houses it smells like divinyl
(aniline, you don't smell)
but you put the next record.
I have not blamed anyone. That is it.
There are two of us, and we cried into the wall.
(they know more than me).

Somewhere war and blood
and you cover your face with your hands
so then not to look for reasons
to your love, as it were.
Hiding from society with sleep.
Do you see a hand? Grab it.
All fall, the cure for centuries.
As for us, we die under the weight of piles,
what the remains of our houses are holding.