Текст песни К41 - Выстрелы истины

I

Tell me, how much worse is it?
You look at the sky through the puddles
And all your senses are outside
But it's too empty inside

You cornered your soul
And you don't even want to listen
That tomorrow won't be better
That tomorrow is always ahead

II

Your loved ones began to annoy you
You live behind the scenes at night
From everyone barred with knitting needles
Private with a key from yourself

Parted with days and numbers
All the past has become meaningless
And your blue eyes have faded
Sky-colored eyes

Etc.

III

You live from coming to coming
You feel freedom in it
You like bad weather
And the sleeves are longer

You surrendered to a soulless city
I am sad about this
And I stare into the clouds enchanted
With wings in blue ...

Etc.

Look ...
Heart beating furiously
In the chest
Smoky
Tears in your chest

Look ...
Intrigues weave behind the back
Your friends
And Lord,
And the Lord is of course their judge ...