Текст песни Apramada - Что-то важное...

He stubbornly crawls the stairs upwards
Hand distinguishing bad thoughts.
He is tired, but back the path is no longer
And not looking for all great sense.

But is there anything important here?
Will there be something else here?
Are I here?

She is in the head scraps showcases,
Endless splinters and moans behind the wall.
Hello, blue night, hello my cocaine,
That life does not seem too small.

But is there anything important here?
Will there be something else here?
Are I here?

Restless nights fly over the earth,
And somewhere accidentally gain numbers.
Waiting for meeting with himself,
You try to just stop.

In empty reflection to see
Who you really became.
Through all crimes, heads,
For souls, at the limit.