Текст песни Всеволод Коротков - По кругу

I'm in the house, it becomes gloomier
There has long celebrated the mourning in the spring of days gone by
People light candles in front of mirror
Hide thoughts, buried hearts

Behind the wall he stands and waits for a long time
When I find a door or knock box
When I break down the wall and'll be able to escape
When invented the chain'll be able to break

Yesterday, playing silly naughty children
Today apologize well and home tomorrow
And again, all over again the next day

After all, I'm going in circles, what with me ?!
After all, I'm going in circles, what with me ?!
After all, I'm going

This prison was built ourselves
Our thoughts our affairs
Our aggression, our pofigizmom,
We hate our, our atheism.

Here I see a day that will soon
He is already in our windows pushes the curtains
It will end the energy, the light turns off
That's when we feel that we ate for lunch.

Chorus