Текст песни Витраж сознания - Интро

White paper sheet, pencil handle,
There are several short phrases in my soul,
Volumetric drawings and large stained glass windows,
Hidden consciousness and complicit soul,
Tell me, maybe, more interesting night,
In the one in which you drown, well, however,
In dreams, in a smallest abyss of the Universe

And suddenly the cabin flies, in the most noses and those depths,
And you fly in it and you do not have earthly dreams and completely different,
And completely different ...