Текст песни Осадок - Тварь

Stars in the sky softly hanging,
Like a black cloth.
They tell us about something silent -
And by crying tears the throat ...
Cold sad thing
Again we saw ...
And wet hands crumple cloth,
Which so far

But we know that
Do not become warmer, does not become brighter.
We know that
Do not become warmer, does not become brighter.

People tried to bundle up in a cloak,
They shiver.
They smell the cold thousands of stars,
And sacrifice celebrating a lie.
cold black thing
on the jump distance
by hiding the pain of her voice
guttering and soul

But we know that we
Do not become warmer, does not become brighter.
We know that
Do not become warmer, does not become brighter.
We will not become warmer, will not be brighter