Текст песни Юрий Коньков - молчит

I Langoliers , empty time ,
I photograph , devoured by corruption;
Lost baby , the road on the knee,
I am less me.
 
Short life in images and dreams :
One swing of the ciliary past cripples .
All that I know will disappear in mezhduveche ,
How to perdition forest .
 
My eyes water clarity ,
Can not hold any rowing splash ,
No singing sirens , no chips , no glands .
I need a guide
 
Tell me that it was time to ,
What showers drove us around the world ,
What went last coin ,
What was the name Astana.