Текст песни Проект Иначе - На пыльных подоконниках акустика

We sat on the dusty window sills
We inhale the smoke and heard the noise of the city
Smoked, drank wine
Evening sky and jumped after him

Slices of bread seized sadness light
Tailed comet , fluent
Caught in a pocket dryavy
Listen carefully dripping faucet

They tried to feel the radio waves
Passing through the body slowly ,
Very slowly
As the waves of the Pacific tide

Must be nice, to see if
We wanted to love, not to hate
Outside! barefoot! without fear of glass
Listening to music from other people's windows