Текст песни Черновик - Не летай

Enough talk, time for action
Manna no help, no, do not be afraid, shoot
All too trite to come up with new
Fall into the unknown, you are waiting for a long time there.

And then, hang on a nail its guises
Yet, you can not hide from all of you with tears.
It is a disease, we are doomed to retire
Among those who have long been not with you.

And each is broken in half, such as do not live modestly
But a wave of sadness take full
And hear all the sad groans as if the head of the table
As if out of the gate with a crowbar
Everything at the site, we will be a little muzlo
To survive, the acrid smoke too slow
Eats from the inside, cannabis win!

"I plunge into the void
There's me and the place is empty and sad here
My doors are closed, legs run run
I do not have time, it's not my flight "