Текст песни Мысли - Понедельники

And you walk back down the street
Distribute smile autographs
And all around the bright blink
As if beating flashes photographers

Blinded, silent, desperate
I wander in a parallel projection
Hopelessly you lit
The exhibit of the growing collection

Obsessed individuals
Accidentally lost past
And some unthinkable way
Draws light into the vulgar

would like to jump in time to fend
Run away and bury myself in the familiar
Roll up in the everyday world of branding
Regulations take amimichnoe

Going on a familiar street
Behind the glass to hide the eyes, dark
Let the others hang in a sparkling
Catch the sun your weightless

Here you walk back down the street
Frizz train blind idlers
I would like to: - forever will blink
- Prohibit Mondays in October.