Текст песни Спасибо - песня Атланта

And the world, as if with its whole, huge niche,
On my shoulders.

Line thoughts
Time place
Time is money,
  There are no prophets.
Countries people
Death with others.
Strange empty
It smells like lithium.

Not all fuss
He is in the corners.

Someone, something,
I realized somewhere
He finished,
To me the same.
I'm lost
With a pale shadow.
Who is behind the door?
Whose trees?

The tone is raised
The ball is lowered
The light is humbled
I am ashamed.

Thank God!
Thank God!
There is a jacket,
And a passerby.

Thank God!
Thank God!
I'm a teddy bear
Gave in the face !!!

AND
World
Off the shoulders.