Текст песни анна сеничева - человек идёт по миру с пустым ведром

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A man walks around the world with an empty bucket, searches for what is called “house” by others, and trouble guards him around the corner, fills him to the edge, rings the bell bottom and, patching holes, laughs with falsetto liquid.
A man walks along a tattered thin thread.

He comes to me desperate to the threshold, says: “Look how lonely I am, a broken rod, a clogged god. Nothing but black water could. I rattle with mistakes and chains, and for some reason I am drawn to you. ”

We glance at each other across, as if the cold of someone else’s got under my skin, I feel bruises, abrasions, ringing, cuts. It is enveloped by the ocean, like a breakwater, choked with grief and lost a compass.
The man who has risen in me, tiptoes to heaven, leaves a bucket and steps into outer space.