Текст песни состояние птиц - ХХ

I beg,
Let me go there
Where the sun in the clouds do not blind eye.
I no longer want to be born, contact the dust,
After all, everything that I will leave - dirt and scars on the feet.
In a new day, breaks the dawn
Painting darkness in color
But not having time to fill the emptiness in us,
Heat or simply burn the connection.
Dottel burn communication.

I'm here an observer, I just look around.
I do not know if this is happiness?

I hope there will be a moment
When the breathing of the stars everything will take and throw off in the night,
From close rooms will be lost keys and our names no one will remember.