Текст песни Тихоня Ронин - Дзен одиночества

Rain knocks into concrete coffin
And we sit in the kitchen
We drink hot, black tea
And cigarettes Kurim
You throw a guy for us
And promise that
And that everything will be fine
But I do not believe something

Stars fall on the windowsill
But I will not give you to block me air

Just two months passed
And I sit in the kitchen
I drink all the same black tea
And the cigarette fucked
You dissolved in my life
As refined
When meeting at the university
Take a look

Stars fall on the windowsill
But I will not give you to block me air

I will comprehend Zen solitude ...