Текст песни Надя Демидова Прочтения Начало - Ночные Окна вар1

Who is lighting in the windows opposite the lights?
Maybe the light of my weak loving soul?
It believes that with bright windows it is easier to suffer.
Pain my life ordinary she does not take
In the game shadows there is a special plutic deception,
Life as a projector, sadness is the best screen.
In a fairy tale, I read the meaning of passion,
In darkness silhouettes of the fate of ordinary people,
House, like a ship, slowly goes to the bottom,
But I can't sink with him, alas, I can not.