Текст песни Штрихкод - ИЗГОЙ -

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one.
The sun ridges in the horizon,
Hiding from me the way
For which, with the legs, knocking
From everyone wanted to leave.
The wind to me trepal clothes
Time was hushed by sand.
All hopes to live as before
Vyazli, as in the swamp house.

2.
I was looking for a place under the sun,
The medium of the rays tried to live.
But, alas, with me closely
In one boat sail.
It is a pity that I'm blind, deaf, without speech,
But I feel like it is!
I want rest,
And not sow revenge!

P.
Why not hear sounds
And I do not see the sun light?
Who tells me that: "All this is nonsense?!"
Maybe this is a dream? But, no!
War go on me
Those who used to shout for me: "Stay !!!"

3.
On the threshold of suicide
I stood, squeezing pain
What do you from my resentment?!
You on "5" played a role!
My exhaustion
You never see
Let inside an earthquake
But silence outside.
P.
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S / F.
7/2016