Текст песни Безликий Эха - 2. Хроники Мима

Chronicles of mime, the days fly past
Someone looks at me askance allegedly
It would remind me all this screenplay
If the reality was not rigid and stable
Walk among people with painted mug
To stand out and not be like them
In order not to have thrown the harness and the reins
To all shouted: & quot; What is it? oh & quot;
And so I will roam the planet gray
And I will fill their pockets with death
From birth, the spider wraps network
Circling roam prisoners, chained
Lonely inside merry outside
Sour candy, it can not be worse
Communicating with a person like to chill
Only one question: & quot; fuck it is necessary? & Quot;

And let everything around me looks lousy
Passers-by smile, though smile and false
And what there is hidden under tons of make-up?
Secret files or & quot; Chronicles of mime & quot;

And let everything around me looks lousy
Passers-by smile, though smile and false
And what there is hidden under tons of make-up?
Secret files or & quot; The Chronicles of mime & quot;

And so every day in the same priori
The city cast me I role
Strange feel adequately coma
When you're alone, but did not understand
When I would find someone to contact
Met with joy the dawn and sunset
And can conclude a contract with the devil?
Put a cross next to you, and insanely happy
You look at the people who packaged goods
All inputs and outputs on the set bolts
Until you see that same person
Who broke the cycle by a special
And in the middle of a bleak picture of the carnival
Among the lights at night, he wanders alone
Who are all trying to paint this world?
Lone Wanderer, silent mime

And let everything around me looks lousy
Passers-by smile, though smile and false
And what there is hidden under tons of make-up?
Secret files or & quot; Chronicles of mime & quot;

And let everything around me looks lousy
Passers-by smile, though smile and false
And what there is hidden under tons of make-up?
Secret files or & quot; Chronicles of mime & quot;