Текст песни Свидетельство О Смерти - Ночь напролёт

Run, shouting from pain up,
Fly without seeing
Lie and hear someone's laughter
Ringing bunting string.
Glass glass for a long time
She left, and I am empty,
Her distant, nervous sigh,
Closed the door with a thin hand.

What will not come true - after will forget.
Sloping loudly, immediately falls.
Bridge from the one, we are some bones,
We will boil the night.

For the fact that I risked to go away
I will smear on the wall,
And you will leave two ways,
But it would be better not for you, but me.
One - the road between the walls
On the maze of mirrors,
Another way - through the vomit,
Among the cracked rocks.

I know it is nonsense,
When you have a lot - I am alone
And nor there, and neither here
And there is no golden gray.
Run, shouting from pain up,
Fly without seeing
Lie and hear someone's laughter
Ringing bunting string.