Текст песни Kambodge - Библиотека для слепых

Library for the Blind

Wind in the face
The voice whispered plea
Carpet of yellow leaves
What vmyali in the dirt on the move ...

In his hands he sheltered
A slice of sunlight
And the radius of the entire planet
He is a firm step outline ...
Forgetting that he knows the sea ... only touch
Hiding ... inside ... that he saw nothing more ...

Indifferent ...
Color Dream
And no shape life
Blank verse as blank verse
Your world, your dream and photo album
The Library for the Blind has found his home

Blurring the enamel destroying white balance
Taste veil tearing flesh gums
Grass on the black water continued to blossom
Plenty of space ... Come

He closed his hand
Eyes are all in search of salvation
Who does not cast a shadow
His mercilessly gave
Forgetting about the sound ... canes on old walls
Retaining ... all the sounds in memory instantly

Blind soul does not need words
Phone enclosed name
Faces covered with hoarfrost

Color Dream
And no form of life
White verse as blank verse
Your world, your dream and photo album
The Library for the Blind has found his home

You're still as clean white sheet
Fall ... ... wedge flock of migratory birds
And you hung ...
Fall ... drop a handful of red tears
It's not serious ...