Текст песни Коля Мак - По местам

In places from memory it became difficult to go there,
It hurts to talk about them as if stomatitis in the mouth.
It’s hard to pour it in metaphors, epithets,
After that it will be harder for someone to listen and drink it.

Because I will tie from the thread of recent events
Gordian knot around his neck, in order to completely forget them,
So that they’re not afraid that those who are on top of us will be taken away -
Before and after the end, I will lay hands on myself.
 
I dug in myself for a long time and I'm at the bottom of this pit,
Life is a black joke, laugh at her cursed
I'm tired of being a fool ... Only death
Now put every stub in its place,

We became fewer, even if we were remembered
Grief has come, I'm only part of my memories
Was survivability inherent? durability? but no
Died, and at the end of the tunnel, only the end shines.