Текст песни Настя Булавка - Белое

Glass bird of avalanche
Stagnation in the eyes of the world prints.
You did not become my half,
Having remained forever in the logic of delirium.

So I fell asleep without waiting for the sunset;
I struck all the pre-red.
Brainless feelings say - it should be.
I was lying on the pavement in the mind. Awful.

I hear the cold calls for you to visit,
And you are so obedient to him answer ...
YES I do not care! .. But I GASN anger,
And you will never know anything.

I feel soundless tones skin
His horizons and white sea ...
Leave me alone with them and do not torture.
Quietly. And quietly. Not a bit of pain.