Текст песни Чужие Сны - Моё завтра

This city seems to me
Never change,
The fact that so long ago like
In that way for a long time to believe -

All scattered in the fall,
Black and white leaves,
The roofs of the old grizzled
Under the frozen birds

Every day, freezing
By piercing dampness
I close my eyes
To count to sixty

In seconds with the hope -
Until the morning all will be forgotten
Again, everything is still
My tomorrow will never come true.

Air strangles ruthlessly
Poisoning remains
Someone's thrown pity
Old blanket with patches

I strewn awards
Forward to the end of his story
And some fell
Commend her honors

My untimely tomorrow
Not the beginning of end
I myself am the cause
His loneliness

I'm looking for something that is hidden
Stupid truths recognition
My tomorrow - a choice
My subconscious.