Текст песни Би-2 - Горизонт Событий - 2017 - Философский Камень

I lock in brackets every day
Not all skull hockey
On the beach and in a bad traffic jam
I do not feel myself anywhere

I stand smoking in the ice porch
My phone doesn't go anywhere
And I really want to be useful
Know that I need someone

I always feel happy
Where I can be real
Where in the crowd is it possible to get lost
And no need to pretend to be someone

May fate lead me in circles
Cracked in half a philosopher's stone
But desperately striving for fire
Fragile Suicide Moth

In the fire of colorful revolutions
In the streams of words that flow from the screens
I did not find any instructions
For the survival of my soul

When you push against the wall
Not so easy to distinguish shades
And seems too shallow
What still seemed great to me

I always feel happy
Where I can be real
Where in the crowd is it possible to get lost
And no need to pretend to be someone

May fate guide me in circles
Cracked in half a philosopher's stone
But desperately striving for fire
Fragile Suicide Moth