Текст песни Синдром Внезапной Смерти Моментального - Грусть

Collect my sadness,
With the words that the stone was formed on the bottom.
Now all the same,
After all, I won't be back.

Observe my sadness,
Hands that nervously compress the night.
In the eyes cools rain circles.

I'm afraid when
Time so tears back.
But continues to hide forward.
I don't want to lose
And I can not understand
What makes go ahead. Me.

Collect my sadness,
transitions from the point to the item
And on the skin traces of minutes.
I will not be back.

Understand my sadness.
Once a look in view of the distance,
And seeing only damn the edge.

I'm afraid when
Time so tears back.
But continues to hide forward.
I don't want to lose
And I can not understand
What makes go ahead. Me.