Текст песни Di-L - Травит жизнь

Otpoteli glass from cracked patterns
After a snowstorm briefly nasty wind died
Grins somewhere in captivity Missing
People are looking for him, but not vzame'n & quot; t news

Where is crying child asks for help
People are not up to the child, even faster home
The light goes out walking down the dark path
And there is no feedback to quickly get out of the way

Chorus:
Contorts life, life poison me
The smell of burning nearby - black smoke in homes
Turn gray from nerves go crazy
In the blood, the hand with the broken glass

His ears shot cuts from screaming loud
The board gnashing of key ringing but
Be here or there, if you run run
But still find, trying to desecrate

Day killed an essay about it is usual
Lying formation, handwriting sign,
Night comes not a dream
bit broken and he motifs.
Fresh footprints left it at such a scenario,

Depresnyak again, again in fear this world
After many centuries, it is still unable to reach their clergy
Many thoughts are groundless fantasies
From the sky bryzhet acid rain burned cornices

Everything has been turned upside down and minus the window
Panting nervously hell not move on then
Whisper about it, time after day, without a trace passing the throat is no longer the case with this play with fire

Torture stricter as needles under the skin
Learn how to be so before you dozhi'l
Wait trouble it will come later
It has long been one owes nothing to

And after this environment, passed half woes
From the wounds exposed somewhere all popropodali bandages
Circle collapses buildings, sprawling these roads
And there scattered smoke go meet on parog

Room in the packed pages salvation fear
Chalk on the stones on the walls around the ashes
Saucer overflowing wax candle goes out
And suddenly the door quiet noise and nowhere to run

Chorus:
Contorts life, life poison me
The smell of burning nearby - black smoke in homes
Turn gray from nerves go crazy
In the blood, the hand with the broken glass