Текст песни 32 мая - перед рассветом

I live that day again -
Yesterday and tomorrow are closed in the ring.
Accustomed to look reality in the face,
In many casting its shadow.
Again I repeat this cycle,
As if turning the wheel
Awful want to forget about everything.
My best enemy - now my old friend.
I was not attracted by greater brilliance nights
I was not interested in anything,
I'm in this place was crowded,
I like thrown and became absolutely nobody.

In one window light does not go out,
Look in wait dawn,
In her fire burned dawn -
This fire I helped create.
Undulating lines of the web,
The picture that is written in the words,
In her city, which I have not seen,
Whom I had dreams.
The cold wind in the alleys
And in the sky the dim light of the moon,
A pair of lovers on a walk
In the silence of the evening alone.
Madness of any era
It is easy to tell you a poet.
In the light of the living is not so bad.
It does not go out the window light.
He dreamed, worked and waited for dawn,
We went on-line paper,
And outside was born the summer
And somewhere in the dancing gods,
Woke screaming drunk city
Insanely wild speeches.
This moment forever roads
In it there is a shelter for sadness.
I was born From the noise of silence,
Light night dress cuts.
More than once, I'll write
For those who do not want to hide,
Words - shine brighter than the sun -
Who will be the person above
At the sight of the difficulties laughs
And in this world of love forever.