Текст песни IIaralleli - Горячий чай

Thoughts are balloons
Words are chips, tongues are axes.
As soon as they do not chop, but grows through the stumps,
Years are ripening, days are falling.

Hot tea will cool the dust ...
Let someone tore, someone floated with the flow
And some to the roulette, some to the shooting range -
Someone like this, someone like this world

Wormholes keep progress out
A cardboard halo won't take you to heaven
No matter how you run, you can't catch everything
No matter how cunning, death cannot be deceived.

Hot tea will cool the dust ...
And let someone tore, someone swam with the flow
But the day will come, everyone will walk on the water
Barefoot in the looking glass city

Hot tea will cool the dust ...
The hour will come, you will understand who you were
The moment will come, walk on the water
Barefoot in the looking glass city.