Текст песни Алиса - Компромисс

My house without windows -
Solid wall.
I beg heaven
I ask for windows.
My garden is bare
Trees are pillars.
I ask for colors
I ask for foliage.
Yes, I blew up my bridge myself.
For those who did not hit, my toast.
On the sidelines of the underground, the smell of water
Here are people like me, here are people like you.
They don’t go around here, they don’t hide their eyes.
Compromise is not for us.
My flowers are cotton.
My river is ice.
My warmth is slush.
Shit is my honey.
My wind is a fan.
My land is asphalt.
I forgot how to cry
My tears are steel.