Текст песни Пластик - 09 - Возвращение

The eyes of a dream shine suspiciously
Imperceptibly preparing a control strike.
It seems to me that someone is tearing down bridges behind us.
The wounded lantern is sad about something.

The excess of desires flows over the edge.
You want to be here, but there is no one to be here.
I am desperately building a bridge from sins to heaven.
The routine of days will help me forget

That there will never be a fire here
That the world is still new, but still old.
Give me everything back at the same time
All that is lost, all that is lost ...

And the wind blew and blew and died down.
We need at least someone to help us.
Instinct suddenly woke up in the tiger cub from the circus.
All I can do is gambling debt.

The excess of desires flows over the edge.
You want to be here, but there is no one to be here.
I am desperately building a bridge from sins to heaven.
The daily routine will help me forget

That there will never be a fire here
That the world is still new, but still old.
Give me everything back at the same time
All that is lost, all that is lost ...