Текст песни Alexey Korshunov - 06. В детстве моём никто не выжил

In my childhood there were no survivors
Poetry and music Korshunov

I remember different names of friends.
Calling the demons from the shadows.
Divorce hands the world around.
And I call on the unfamiliar numbers.

In my childhood there were no survivors
In my world, no survivors
In my role no survivors
Besides me there were no survivors

Previously we thought that our life is a game.
But where people have disappeared from the yard?
I throw out the window the ashes of cigarettes,
Lit by flying comets.

In my childhood there were no survivors
In my world, no survivors
In my role no survivors
Besides me there were no survivors

New day. And in the tube again silence.
If anyone alive - post mark!
I was looking for as I could, but I'm tired look.
The dark room is ready to applaud.

In my childhood there were no survivors
In my world, no survivors
In my role no survivors
Besides me there were no survivors