Текст песни RGB-3 - Черный Изюм

I don't understand you
It's been about a week
You don't know your timbre
But you fumble about

You seem to like music
And you adore the guitar
And you play the lessons
And you even pull "Sansara"

You are drawn to art
Do you love your arms and veins
Be strong desire
Into the black walls

But there is one problem
She is between us
In his conversation
Prefer silence

You choose in conversation (What?)
Keep silence
I hear through the tube
One breath

Do you love when the room has black walls
On the ceiling of your solar system model

The starry sky beckons not only you
Mist will fill the earth in itself dissolving stars
Lying down in cold smoke, chilling everything from the inside
I see these stars, but can you see them?

And even if you don't see these stars in the distance
The reason won't be dawn
And you say late that you can't see the stars, but wait
Your stars are inside

You choose in conversation (What?)
Keep silence
I hear through the tube
One breath

Do you love when the room has black walls
On the ceiling of your solar system model