Текст песни проснись и пиши - давай погрустим

Yes, no, small, what insults?
but the mood is indeed
gobble up carbide.
the look is heavy, as if he had seen the truth.
but it doesn’t matter! mindlessly stop.
everything is paused, and even me.
such an idyll of nothingness
in my little brigantine.
let's be sad!
crossroads
became the theme of all days.
woe is the apostle of his church,
man crossroads.
nostalgia for stale air
boarded up windows.
everything is behind, sold in bulk,
promo and that's it !!
but do not say that:
"this look will no longer break the ice in the heart.
no place for a whole month, fucked up.
salvation end behind the walled door "
not so sad in fact
as if part one was separated
another lives barely
watching the summer snowstorm, it happened.
there are undoubted advantages in this
but I don’t see them yet.
around shout: "climb higher
don’t lock yourself, but the voice is not heard
arrogantly unimportant, while a pause is a lull.
rummaged in memory, it was in vain, superfluous!
how I got into the trap, you see!
do not bother! it’s just no sense
I drop the glass on the floor
it doesn’t fly, time hangs again.