Текст песни юность уходит - осколки немого кино

Thousands of just people
Hundreds of forgotten roads.
Dozens of unnecessary ideas
Were lost in the park
Among the dark alleys.

There's a fire between us
Our seas have merged together.

notes on the 8th floor,
All inscriptions and patterns,
What are encrypted
On the walls of the entrance.
They burned in the ashes
A dream burned out.

Conversations with you
Kisses to children's cartoons.
Torn from memory
Like clippings of old newspapers.
Fragments from home
Our puzzle is destroyed.
The bridges are burned
We just have to wait
the beginning of a silent film session.

But the actors hid under
A sign of suffering.
I flipped through old photos
I ran out of oxygen.

Shards of moments
Cut into ribs.
They are burning out in me
Last feelings.
My mind is sick
Can't stand the pain
I started getting old people.

ribs broke
Into small shares
Already forgotten films.
We'll choke
In the abyss of the sky
We'll be back tomorrow
By the beginning of the session,
Silent cinema.

Last feelings
The so-called -
"Eternal love"
Ended up on
Sale
Cheap things.
We are crucified
Old crosses.
Walking in the parks
We tried to find
Hundreds of forgotten paths.
But they found
just
Broken actors
Silent cinema.
Lost themselves
In the emptiness of cities.

Shards of moments
Cut into ribs.
They are burning out in me
Last feelings.
My mind is sick
I could not stand the pain.
I started getting old people

ribs broke
Into small shares
Already forgotten films.
We'll choke
In the abyss of the sky
We'll be back tomorrow
By the beginning of the session,
Silent cinema.

The shards erase the moments
which used to warm you so much.
Anxious cover
The seams will come apart
Bones are broken
Enough for us to suffer.
We must start from scratch
Throw away old tapes.

Forget the films
And silent movie actors.
Sonatas will wake up in the morning
In the evening we will go out the window.

Lovers played
Now home.
We perished from falsehood
Not believing empty promises.
They took offense at bad words.

Shards of moments
Cut into ribs.
They are burning out in me
Last feelings.
My mind is sick
I could not stand the pain.
I started getting old people

ribs broke
Into small shares
Already forgotten films.
We'll choke
In the abyss of the sky
We'll be back tomorrow
By the beginning of the session
Silent cinema.