Текст песни Мертвый Лирик - Мертвая Лирика

The lyrics of the dead are more alive than alive
She always keeps and honors the departed
She turns their feelings into art
You can even say, even if it's sad
Sometimes the dead really need to speak out through songs
Those who are still alive, whose life has not become fresh
It is unclear why we need so many problems.
And why do we throw talent on the table
Quenching who is what their mood
These death calmly leads
In the hands of her bony hundreds of lonely souls
Hundreds of tear puddles are not poured in her eye sockets.
You are already sentenced in her eyes
While you walk around the world, someone is inspired
It is not clear to her why love gives wings.
But he understands why people from impotence
Fall from the roof and in the eyes of relatives
Drinking alcohol with what could be in a verse
Embody and forget to try at least once
Compose a new and interesting story
In which each of them will be happy
But solving problems without knowing how to blame others
It's sad to be in their place on the other side
But alas, our paths are all reduced to that place
And the main thing in life is not to go crazy at the end
To talk about you as a husband and father
Not bad and not the best, but worthy of respect
But alas, by that time, unfortunately
You will not be able to thank relatives for this
But there from above to lead out of the way unnecessary and alien
And most importantly, in life, just becoming happy
So that everyone leaves you can say
That you lived and left as you wanted
And that you managed to do all your business.