Текст песни princesstales - над моей головой потолок

Above my head on the ceiling
On wires flowing cold current
Sight is directed upward,
or forward
Despite which side look
exhale-inhale. not vice versa.
dry lips immobilized,
Teeth clenched, I see
Only white color.
ceiling.
till.
the right window for me.
him nothing
or rather something to eat.
I want to sing a song.
and eat.

that's all.
end went to sleep.
and nervous, too
they no longer want and can not
can somehow later.

can with the arrival of spring
and perhaps fall will be a little
that would be something I realized in
What is interesting not only dreams.
Alas.

no no. do not have to sympathize
nevertheless it is possible to transform
into something. even joy.
in silence there, too sweet.
weakness.
No, not the body weak
and that somewhere on
none of us is a place never seen before.
She may feel a bit
who delight
and who is offended.

I close my eyes. the ceiling left me
when they leave, do not ask for permission
simply cut the ropes.
even those who are your
do not say out loud from the silence
something like
"Oh, you're falling, I'm sorry.
I can not save you "