Текст песни Сечень - Одиночество

Slammed the door, fade by convulsion,
Lypsy light of zock architecture.
And in each window responds to the blizzard
In a crumpled false procurement
My loneliness is your loneliness.

Does not the scars on your bedspread?
Is there a cry of a surplus?
When your dreams have lived to spring
Cardboard houses, world eyes,
The face of the leased.

Whether to sing to you to Vyugoy-Worhuga,
A sinful ill-depletion of adolescence?
Terribly tolerate when the hands turn
And in the throat will stop
My loneliness is your loneliness.

My loneliness will discern with the body,
Knocks down under the edge, in the face it gets dirty,
And paints everything in dazzling and white,
And misses the duplicate
My loneliness is your loneliness.