Текст песни Пустое множество - Мама

Mom , I painted a picture
Well ka Look
see this death and web
Come closer
see beside her path of fear
with a smile empty
and the crowd in the strait shirts
among them is you

Mom , I painted a picture
true beauty
you see is the one who left us
emptiness in front of him
Do not think that he was pleased
I would not say
he is no way back
He opened his eyes

bruises creeps into our cell
squares holes
Mom on the couch drinking pills
I draw the world ...