Текст песни Шмели - Обессиленный Прах

For some, this world without flowers,
For some, this world with no luck.
Someone is sick but died of his attending physician
For some, this life without gods
For some, this life without love
Someone wants to cuddle up to your ear dead land.

Chorus:
Exhausted dust flew,
On the last holy carnival.
Let the dead today, I immensely
Let my mind warped
Exhausted temper flew
The world is large and bottomless mirrors
Let the little window in the pouring years
Tearing agony !!!

For some, this light without heat,
For some, this light so far.
Someone with someone in bed and in the shower alone.
For some, it is a true story in disguise,
For some it's a true story without Serta.
Someone is feeding the victims of abundance of candles.

Chorus.

For some, it is an eternity without a bottom,
For some, it is an eternity without dreams.
Someone has to leave his bleak shelter.
Zasmeёtsya over the poor moon
He wept with a loud echo of his father.
If you long to try to come to an end ...

Chorus.