Текст песни Нагора и Вгрязь - птицы

somewhere left there inside a little slightly lower
I wake up knowing what these walls breathe
Patterns to rotate OKAN
Silence reigns over concrete forest

even birds do not sing in it
You yourself know about it
but gradually realized and understand
they have no faith and no love

Under them we are blinded from emptiness
Lats on the back, hands are cracked
We are in the dark, the system is designed
Well, then, then, somewhere there

the door is closed, the key to her look for you yourself
Stars fell, not rolled we leave
crows beat eyes, not visible
and among this whole void and lies we found our way and you find him

somewhere there among houses where birds do not sing
not in a dream not to java ... I live
somewhere there among houses where birds do not sing
not in a dream not to java ... I live

Two thousand twentieth south of negative here
Solar Circle, Sky around
clouds, under the clouds people guess what cooler
put on versachi or dress up in gaci

Iproof case, piercingly curly
life will teach you yet
When to send forks to throw manure from a heap
it's not at night in Sochi on the sand
these are only berries but there are still flowers

In this stupid invented world
someone like cheese in butter in the claw shop in soap
from zero to the eighth mile
Wolf legs feed and fed me all my life

Being among concrete walls
instead of the penea birds, often hear howl
I believe that the Lord is indifferent to all
You can run but I decided to stay at all

somewhere there among houses where birds do not sing
not in a dream not to java ... I live
somewhere there among houses where birds do not sing
not in a dream not to java ... I live ... I live

Among gray labyrinths and familiar persons
Our life in motion is down
And we are in the drama without any borders
lost somewhere here among pages

Yes, and spring is no longer spring
Life system and tightly tied
Pale childhood flew apart ...
We are coming forward

Located Sigu standing with brother near
Radied the Rada District
The main thing is not to merge with the gray flock
Balad

Apply the house, apply a family
We value those who love brother
After all, we like birds fly south
Come to meet the last sunset

somewhere there among houses where birds do not sing
not in a dream not to java ... I live
somewhere there among houses where birds do not sing
not in a dream not to java ... I live