Текст песни Море Внутри - F60.1

The dawn burns with a new wave of confrontation
In an effort to burn the cordon ring to ashes.
My schizoid type with an adaptation disorder
Still believes: the blockade is not forever.

Let's draw the sky green
Let's make a short excursion beyond the clouds.
Let me pretend to be funny again
And put off the fit of despair from the impasse.

The turn for tasting will come soon
Excellent sobering sense of power of the garroth.
In the meantime, being in a state of frustration,
From the inevitable, you can vainly look for an antidote.