Текст песни в свободном падении - cловно птица

Happy people do not write poetry,
Happy people are not looking inside.
in the summer is not hot,
winter love warm,
and you multivarku
sit and cherish.

and what will happen next?
you ask yourself.
you do not feel your fingers,
and you are without a face
sit on your lap
and are looking for an answer,
and if you are a prisoner,
and looking not.
you yourself and caretaker,
judge you and the thief.
all the doors are open,
but you can not escape.

not enough and strength, and the purpose of the mind,
because there is gravity,
and this is it.

and you see in the mirror
all face in the blood,
and you're killing
itself from within,
where you do not look
it is everywhere,
and you're like a bird
jumped out of the window.