Текст песни Кот Шрёдингера - Пропал

No long locks alone keys
For memory
Crumpled sheets in the stains of faith
Mask on face and under face
Then whispers then shouts
Asks to the astral muse-bitch

Then the devils then the angels drove
Death rushed
Life was invented
Winter deceived and in spring
Drowned disappeared
In rain water

There was no war on
Fish because of the worm
Dust on fixed clouds
Broke the wind
Remember how you dressed up
And life did not go
And at the end station no one
You have not met

Woe sieved from the mind
Yes tremble from cold
In plague
True naked