Текст песни Сергей Данилов - Наваждение

Hard live in this room quiet
In the twilight of the radiant Moscow.
In every rustle things forgotten
You constantly see

You are promptly present everywhere:
Pushed the chair to the wall,
In the kitchen was blocked clean dishes,
Removed the stain on the window,

Rearranged books on the shelf,
Neatly folded the bed,
Dropped randomly hairpins,
Closing the creaky door.

Will fly the frequency of separation -
In the SIZY twilight, you will come shadow
Reappear quietly, without a knock,
Spend next and the lamp will challenge.

Silem, the worm of years is lying through,
Recall the great days ...
I'm on the outflow, reading newspapers,
Overclocking sore dreams.

Distracted, but by old
I will wait for the embodiment of dreams,
When in every forgotten subject
I am persistently killed.