Текст песни Dimo - Черно-Белая Песня

We sought answers to the truth, we sought answers to lie
We wanted to be above the sky, and climbed from hundreds of skins
But we serve a prison prayer that whispered in disbelief in gods
And the way we were stones under the thundering marches shackles.

We water seemed tears that trickled from slepnuschih eye
We were looking for someone in the lighter assembly of these gray masses
And when looked in the mirror, only gray saw them
And light the rest was just a crumpled blank verse.

Black and white, freestyle song! Without orchestra without music, without music
Only a dozen chewed mats and guitar, vintage fuzz
Her singing withered lips effluent into another world
Her adult children lived, becoming this gray crowd.

But we - those children. We do not listen to the kind words
Empty road will be rocks, freestyle song - gnashing shackles
Do not care! In the sleeve secreted darkened kitchen knife
We sought answers to the truth, but we just responses to lie.