Текст песни Махов Филипп - Я и моя тень

In the rain, you go to the house,
Cigarette, sad look ...
Who is all these people around
And what do they want?

Balahon wet to thread,
Soul sadness, anxiety,
Rights right into the sky,
You are sad lonely.

Nearby, coming in the puddle,
Under the umbrella goes passerby,
He is not dark and not light,
You are very similar.

Ask him advice
Whether it's night, Ile be it day.
Will not betray, always help
Your own shadow.