Текст песни Национальный Протест - Последняя капля

Last straw

I woke up alive, and yesterday confused the devil
Pouring rain outside, the Heaven of Revelation
Wet footprint on asphalt, but I still oud
But the road, tram, people, person, ticket
It is a vicious circle at the broken window
Up circle had melted, leaving a clean window

* It will take place day after day,
Behind the glass pane
Our life is, well, we have seen it from the
Each step-new track
Wind howls in response
The last drop of patience in the glass will fall from the string

The question that I have, I answer-all
I glatayu grenade in his pocket and the ring
You look me in the eye, but do not see the light
Maybe I live half a thousand years
Maybe we met, I do not remember where
You look me in the eyes, I seem blind

Light overlooked water and burnt
As a cold trail of fallen stars
I'll take it all in blind lanterns night
Shame and fear is the cell in which I lived
A lock was conscience and hundreds of tons of lies
Indifferent faces apathetic people