Текст песни Spatorna - Чайка Jonathan Livingston

Home to the world of soulless
Silhouettes and face, vulgar Fiction
Fragments of speeches, unwanted thoughts
Choking for a reason, vacuum everywhere.
Where there is no past and no
There is no place for tomorrow, but still
The emptiness of souls imbued with dim
The riot of emotions - just what is outside.

Jonathan Livingston Seagull ...

Life is like a dream, no movement and
I woke up from the outside in nothing and fell asleep
Silence, anger, thunder, view, light
I stumbled into the flames - only a trace remained.
Jonathan Livingston Seagull ...

The black abyss - the essence of this world
His reasons to look, walk on the cliff
There's somewhere at the bottom of the pieces shimmer
Broken fragments of lives and destinies.
A little success, having no meaning,
The dust turned the body dying,
Clinging to the life and death of fear of
The shadows flee, I Parties.

Jonathan Livingston Seagull ...

It absorbs all the darkness, taking a
Life all the way and all that I was,
Burning down the essence of life
From the fear of suffering is me

Jonathan Livingston Seagull ...