Текст песни снег - серые будни

Cigarette ashes night
drowning in nature tired
that we leave
after
coffee and smoke dissolving
in the walls of the corridors
what will happen next
yellow streaks
we always have enough
Night flight
read well
how it all began
start all over again
and do something
I was on pins and needles
gradually introducing
in your body uselessness
I dissolve in the weightlessness of our
the world has grown old and mad
if the outside
with titles tabloydov
welling lines
and other nonsense
it is better for us only if
when will not be worse

important just
discard all the "ifs"
and scatter
gathering the strength to
cries of despair
 silence on the part of
all of us
torn from the inside
generation spirit
slowly die out
melancholy spilling suffering
Rose thorns and cheap vodka
flooded all our ways
sad music
drab existence
fall on the shoulders
no doubt drop
in the heart hear
last awkward, quiet
sigh of sympathy
how far
our rubbish we have not made
I dissolve
in the embrace of the fog
silently drink up their three Baltic
I lost a life
but death is not found