Текст песни Небесный Рот Фронт - Фотографии

Big on photos,
Where is my image was captured;
And now, here I am and I'm not,
And those pictures - a wonderful dream.

Hard to believe the photos -
There happier than reality.
Maybe it's me-out
In the New Year fell on the floor,
To be with such a, as before,
When all smiled at me -
My mother, relatives and neighbors?
And now my life is like in the mist.

I could not believe what I was singing,
Contemplating the ceiling space.
I did not know what was the matter:
And my voice, and mind, and the hand,
And the second, and the feet, and thoughts -
Does someone else, everything past me.
And on the chandelier hanging toys,
Fun, sparkling, beckoning.

I still lay on the floor,
She sang something, drowning in tears.
Seiling bogey,
White troubling ...