Текст песни Sheridan - Повод для ссор

Not the time for songs,
Not the reason for quarrels.
Patience snapped,
How did the wrong time.
But I'll be waiting behind the scenes,
I will wait for the sunset.
I only have one
Invented by chance.
Applause and my way
window, zero emotion.
Read the sentence.
Is was a quarrel?
A sign of bad manners
Quarrel with those who dream
Games and pretending your
He sees through.

So after all, remember
Sad insects
In a glass of milk,
Without seeing the shore.
So after all, remember
Helplessness and anxiety yours.

Slowly, slowly ticking time
An explosive device on the bench
Sunday long.
Breath,
Breaking comedy
He understands everything,
But nothing protects.

So after all, remember
Sad insects
In a glass of milk,
Without seeing the shore.
So after all, remember ...