Текст песни Гитарист Не Знает Нот - Одиночка.

Words and music: Kote

Lonely loner
The blue eyes squint.
Time puts an ellipsis
Throwing a handful of phrases in hurray.
Prescribed pills for you
Doctor at lunchtime.
As always on guard
Alone.
An unambiguous task
Bury your letter.
Fateful return
It lifted under my gut.
Pop-eyed ward
Damp casemate.
Cursing Hippocrates,
Robe wanders in the corners
Tightening the knot around the neck
Gray looks at the ceiling.
Does anyone dare to condemn
If everyone is alone.
Sleep, sad loner
Under the bloom of February.
Shells are not tolerated here
Crying near the altar