Текст песни The Клюквінs - Проповідь

Do not let go of the stones
But it will probably become your heart
Spit in the face of death itself
That rush
Unrestrained.
The backs of excessive words flow
Because this river is immeasurably dead
Look at the palms outstretched
They
Donations are requested

You will get a roof over your head
I will lose the floor under my feet
You will count the money in your pocket
And I will open my door
You will break the emergency glass
And someone will miss a football match
You will lose your home tomorrow
But someone will tell you "I'm incapable"

And he will invite you to dance
And someone will leave on his tie
And you will replace black with white
And I will cut off my wings

Don't let your sky
Someone covered a non-local child
Be relentless and unfailing
Pirni
In space
Open your palms in the rain
A bird flies over the world
Become insane with radiance
Feel it
A real warm summer.

You will hear applause
I will wake up from the dreams of the prophets
You dial the phone number
And someone will answer "for a year as he died"
You decide to live somehow truthfully
But your actions will lose the miracle
And you will replace the film with something
And I will rain in June