Текст песни Lexard - Ожившая мозаика

I saw hunger, poverty, I remember three airfield
Feeling cold outside and inside my house
Trips treacherously, climbed the head with the orchestra
I looked off that the roof rows from the spot

There is nothing thoughts
We would lie in a hibernation, but eternal jumps
Life - IPODROM, and Low Evening Clouds
I would live even further, but everything changed the case

Sunday morning
There is no quarter of life segment, everything is mute
In the firebox agnosticism, time of change
Weight act to church, ahead of Eden.

Falls light reflecting from icons
Call me Dimasta, because I get rid of sins
Throwing eyes, on the icon, whose mosaic is more painful
Became different, because I saw a mosaic comes to life