Текст песни Катя Полетаева - Имя

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Honesty - weapons for fools
So sprouts the branch through the stone
So the grass pierces concrete cover
I scream the sky with hands

Sitting through the forest
Dawn, turning into dust
Before you completely disappear -
Name on my lips

Crossroads of old roads
Comply with the only principle
Fravel so much wood
Do nothing to achieve

Etc.

The perfect form seeks to a circle
Again and again
Particles are glowing, tend to each other
Do not resist

Etc.

Do not mourn in vain suffering
This impulse to the life of blood
The universe is based on the verge
Shakes the rhythm of the land

Sitting through the forest
Look into my eyes
Before you completely disappear
Name