Текст песни Адаптация - Про Небо

Referred walls ceiling not like sky
The air smells like plastic for a broken window nothing can be seen
At night, the population is shot by nightmarish dreams
Stars they also sweat and fall down the head
In the morning we all need to go to work again
Without weekends without the right to rest and without a respite
People they like ships each have their own port of registry
Years like worms crawl breaking memories
In the ground, they will fill the pockets from the crossing
Recall those who became silence in the peeled field

Childhood it was that now we won't tell the current
No one will believe yes and who needs it
Photo on which you are 3 years old and near mom
Remember well tell me at least a word and better silence so necessary

School 10 years from call to call and last was like
Ringing that you have already beaten under the ass go yes go
In the will on a wide detrofore and all the horizon seemed
Nearby and even found the one who became brother

Heaven they linchevali sky
Heaven they linchevali sky

Stupid to reason on the topic alive rock and roll or not
I fuck and from this a little easier to live without loading
Further watching how grandmas is divided and others
Believe in the fact that you can return something back and hurt me

See this drunk this selected these boring faces of the people
Nearby every day realizing that they no longer wake up
It's late to talk about love after a thousand years of selfless
Strama worshiping the rubbish of the rebels from the fucking dust

Heaven they linchevali sky
Heaven they linchevali sky

Somewhere on a distant planet probably there is another one who
Remembers times from which there is nothing left
I feel sorry, although Huli regret and for what if so
It turned out that ultimately Naibali themselves

Crying sometimes even moaning and if we have arrogance
We ask because this is not taken by force
Happiness everyone wants itself to be infinite happiness and of course
Nothing but the fact is that this has never happened here

The sky here has always been lynching the sky
The sky here has always been lynching the sky

True, she is either either no get used to stay
It is not very difficult for anything that
Remember here not everything is sold but everything has the price
Tomorrow we and nobody will believe you tomorrow

In the morning, someone will warm up and someone to mourge but everything
In vain, the evening will wash the paints from the canvas and will remain only
Spots in dance Valkyrie You will be spinning in free
Fall because there is no strength to look at that

How to linch the sky to look like a linch sky
Watch how the sky is just watching

The wind scrupted the hair was ventilated and cleaned
The soul from the old illusions is nothing left
Songs are radio waves SOS signals in all ends
Lights fly call signs in the hungry ether

Civilization but other worlds will not decide to intervene they will pass
By and stay on one with you in our cesspool
The pit turned the planet into a solid wound and steel
Salt but why we are lucky why we still have

Sky
Sky...