Текст песни Дима Ливень - Час Волка

In silly magnifiers we understand
The nights are wolfish third hour.
Drowning, groaning shadows, snakes
Bloody clumsy exhausted.
With those darkness in the eyes,
(Have I been there or will I be?)
Vyaznu bound in these images.
A bunch of crows in the ashes of darkness.
In the wolf night immobilized
Disheartened and tight.
Maybe God, what do I foresee?
Like a tin over the river
Glass spread through the arteries.
I'm out of the swamp, stupid, torn.
I don't understand by what criteria
Distinguish what is in a dream and what is in reality.
Let me go of the damn pool!
I got stuck with an insect in the stickiness of a dream.
Personality erased by an eraser
Paints zeros ...