Текст песни Мария Булат, Юрий Ельский - темнота обретает твои очертанья

Sleepy punctuation mark on a stick timid
Many days dooms me to silence.
I laugh from suffocation in a concrete box.
Darkness becomes your shape.

And on all vacant lots, squares, intersections
As a holy fool, vykrichat best kept secret.
Huddle to holes sunsets chilled teenager.
Darkness becomes your shape.

Gears hours, dial and hands
Gather in the hope that time will be tired
Repeated at a rate of frightening proteins.
Darkness becomes your shape.

Do not change horses. For hundreds of years the crossing -
Do not fall asleep. Suffer, for a second I get tired.
Left, Right - to force. Find council would.
Darkness becomes outlines of your ...

Gears hours, dial and hands
Gather in the hope that time will be tired
Repeated at a rate of frightening proteins.
Darkness becomes your shape.