Текст песни Электрические Партизаны - Тусклое солнце

Every day brings us closer to thought
What if there is something somewhere, then just not here,
But if we're not hanging in the loop yet,
That means our term has not yet expired.
You think we don't believe in this world
But you don't know how long we walked here
And despite the fact that tomorrow we went on the air,
There may be trouble with us yesterday.

We're staring at the dim sun
To the muddy water of the local rains,
And we know it's for a long time
But it gives us food for new ideas.

The night that gave birth to us sees us off
And we will never renounce her,
We ask for love from those who are with us,
But it rarely happens that someone gives.
And what love is, we know
Only burning in fire.
And now we write poetry on a beaten one,
The wall covered with ten layers.