Текст песни 3 Грамма и Кредитка - Слепой

Leaves are falling down and the world where flying
In the face beats the breeze and the underground man sits
The smell of the sea fall somewhere noisy surf
A living example of grief - the inscription on the label "blind"
People go to work each other something hard
All your worries, your gaze is withdrawn
Go on the machine, if the soul is not here
Their souls like in bed - waiting for its dawn.

City poisons more people
People do not mind a rest
Each of us has something waiting
How blind people by life goes past us.

People are waiting for something, and for something aspire
Future live, instead of what would remain in the present
Children want to school, to college students
In the morning past the blind, they go in the subway
Happy only in thought, unhappy reality
Buddhas have something stuck somewhere, if not live
Blind so sorry for the people he offended them
Not because coins do not give, but because they do not see anything.

City poisons more people
People do not mind a rest
Each of us has something waiting
How blind people by life goes past us.

Autumn wind noise, sad red maple
Not everything was in the world, everyone was in love with life
Do not let the big city you swallow
Learn and work, but do not forget to live
Meanwhile gray herd solve their problems
They go where they want, without seeing anything on the nose
One sign of "blind" crowd the blind fools
Blind longer saw the soul than a million blind eye ...