Текст песни Спящие Поезда - Меня здесь нет

I'm so tired
From phrases, from eyes.
From you, from us.
I'm tired.
Tired thousands of times.
From the eyes, from phrases.
From units and masses.

Muddies
From words, from deeds.
From everything I wanted.
From clean souls and dirty bodies.
From the songs that I sang.
All the songs that I sang.

Everything that burned
What I was sick about
And from what it boiled -
There is no difference.
There are no differences
I don't care now what it is -
Soot or chalk.

I'm not here.