Текст песни Нет ничего твоего - Дом в тысячу этажей

An empty forgotten world
And you stand in the shadows
Deaf parquet creak
Will destroy the scream from the streets

Leaving home for the first time
Each government has its own freedom!
Hunger tears morality to pieces
Every hour lived is worthy of hundreds of books.

And by candlelight, three lines by hand
Life is not in vain, only cold at night
The rumble of ruthless war will soon subside
Rolling hitting the membranes

Atlas Shrugged
And he is a forerunner for us,
Hopes and tears for a meeting
The future is not on fire.

Every heart heals
Mending hundreds of cracks
Trying to rein in the tide
Your empty destiny