Текст песни Белая Гвардия - Твоими нитями

You break into my dreams as always rapidly
My fragile world is ready to collapse, tip over,
I want to wake up and get away from the spot to move,
But in vain. I seem to be connected by your threads.

I make my way blindly, feel, on tetail,
You scatter on the rooms of the star Rosser,
Tips to one - and pain pierced a sharp!
And pulled out, firmly connected by your threads.

Jacket - angle. All doors - manifest. And everywhere spectators.
This girl leaves, it returns.
All that you need to say - words fail,
The lips are closed, thoughts are connected by your threads.

I reflect in a broken mirror in a white sweater,
As if immersed under the water, I do not see the exit,
It is impossible to run faster and even exhale,
The sweater is connected by the English viscous - your threads.

In the hollow, my alarm clock sounds doubtful.
Light in the kitchen, drafts in the subway, pig-iron boots.
Fun tea, Sounds in full swing, join strings
Strings tough cut your fingers to your threads.