Текст песни Николай Гром-Че Сергеев - Комната

People without an eye, who leads them?
People without an eye, who is waiting for them?
Instincts inside chorodyat
Water turns into ice
The cold will take his way
It does not burn, but not sleeping
Each reservoir
Silent

Ave. Dark Room
Hide me from fuss
Broken time is curved
I'm not afraid of darkness

People without an eye need spectacles,
Bread and faith in the Creator,
Field of protests and shooting
Scene of Torgash-Scounder
And for what you do not get old? (I sing)
For what to compare?
What to burn for?
Wait...