Текст песни Под Откос - Уже не мечтаю

I AM NOT DREAM
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Sitting everyday society to create,
From the sky dangling legs chatter
From clay to sculpt the figure,
Aircraft in the sky start.
Oceans surf on foot,
A magic carpet flying winds,
In the splendor of a female eye
Himself reflection watch.
It is not dreaming,
I sit, bored,
Sedeyu, sober,
I do not catch up,
In a century, I grow,
Legs dangling, their chatter?
Incidents climb here and there,
Half empty or full glass?
Intuitively ford - ford of the temple,
My boundaries you key in his pocket.
Sitting everyday society to create,
With feet dangling sky talk,
From clay to sculpt the figure,
Its time to kill.