Текст песни Михаил и Елена Сероусовы - Среда обитания - бард-гр. ТранзиТ

HABITAT
I stick out of the blue like a rusty nail
Balancing tight on the brink of sleep
The world is sad and beautiful like a veil tail
And funny, and arrogant, like Satan.
There is no way to catch warm light at night.
The question of food is very tormented.
For some, a sharp knife, for others - no.
However, this is all habitat.
What a ringing in my ears, just a soul out ...
The new temple has already passed the test
But the cheerful black rook shouted into the megaphone
And entered my habitat.
Somewhere near heaven smog is cooling.
Somewhere near the river a snake rustles.
God dwells somewhere near the soul.
I dwell somewhere near you.