Текст песни Алексей Щетинин - Меланхолия

"Melancholy"

Verse 1:
Every morning sitting in the kitchen
Flies flock, eyelids stick together
The fate of all people is in someone's hands
I don't even have stale bread in mine
And I give concerts for insects
They listen to me and understand
The balconies rust, the glass breaks
Reality hasn't killed me for a long time

Chorus (2x):

All fingers on the palms are covered with mold
Melancholy grips my heart
Wings behind your back, don't help
They are for decoration, I do not take off ...

Verse 2:

Every morning sitting on the balcony
Neighbors smoke my inner world
I don't like their multi-tone looks
And sometimes, I hear the monotonous - "Shut up!"
I calm down and stare at the clouds
How they slowly fly around the wires ...
how birds fly, contouring
how flies fly in different directions
how people scatter in different directions
how the heart plunges into melancholy in spring ...

chorus (2x): end the words with "for decoration"

All fingers on the palms are covered with mold
Melancholy grips my heart
Wings behind your back, don't help
They are for decoration, I do not take off ...

transition: (4x)
I think about how lonely I am
I think about how not to die of longing
How it suddenly becomes easier from an outstretched hand
I think about ...
(What lies ahead ...)

chorus (several times)
add the word at the end:

All fingers on the palms are covered with mold
Melancholy grips my heart
Wings behind your back, don't help
They are for decoration, I do not take off ...

but I'm falling ...