Текст песни Виктория Власова - Мы были не здесь

Mom, we were not here
And on another planet.
There are adult children
Judging everything in the world.
Mom, they have pupils,
like sights -
Vienna -
Roads to paradise.
mum,
I think I'm dying.

There is so easy to die here
that sometimes even scary.
You know what you are,
Without thinking about yesterday.
mum,
I would gladly escaped from this imaginary paradise.
But I do not release me from here.

here angels with droppers,
Play matt of prayers.
We are all doomed here -
We all looked like this.
as children from incorrece
Suddenly wanted to grow up.
But Peter Pan has come back long ago
Wandy is tired to endure him.
Fairy Din Din sits in the clock and smokes,
Little Prince with Moi Toll
Cock, drink and blow.
Alice and Cheshire play cards on a brand or on a check

Such is the Church Childhood Mom,
Everyone here is not an animal,
not a human.

Mom, we were not here
We were much lower
where no one loves us
does not remember,
does not hear.
There are only walls, mom,
And prohibit sing.
Pupils narrow to nanoscale
And I start the beast.

Mom, take me,
I do not know how much I can wipe.