Текст песни Морс - Невидима и свободна

On the first try to undress beautifully
Childhood is over. Exhales into the sky timidly
Decayed stereo in the room downstairs
Someone from the cornice. Someone draws outlines with chalk

Invisible and free
And if alive, then on the canvases
Weak hands that did not know the light of the eye
In the open windows

The daring, evil breath of the capital
It hurts to share this transparent age
Hide, leave and get into the lanes
Evil science to make hands out of wings

Invisible and free
And if alive, then on the canvases
Weak hands that did not know the light of the eye
In the open windows