Текст песни рониветочкина - Мир Подо Льдом

The world beneath the ice

In the mirror I see other people's eyes, do not find yourself
All the steps that I was able to predict not saved me
It reveals the passion flower growing through the soul and the flesh
How can I manage to stay alive without breaking it ...

Here, beneath the ice it is my world, beautiful lost world
We look after the gods from the sky the constellation of black holes
To change a hundred times in his sleep his face - and again wake up a
Throw into the fire train tickets, going home

Amethyst smoldering sunset, the fear of a drop of drink
All that lived to become someone else, all that is - your
It reveals the passion flower growing through the soul and the flesh
How do we manage to live up to the spring, saving it

Here, beneath the ice it is my world, beautiful lost world
We look after the gods from the sky the constellation of black holes
Search for an answer, raving in the darkness through the deathly ghost hell
And to know that there is no train tickets, going back

How many times reborn is not the one who wanted to
How many times per capita living changed at the dead body
In the mirror - the shadows of deceit and forgotten dream ....