Текст песни Arcanar - Без Перемен

On the granite slab,
How old canvas
Hopeless, aimless work -
My life - inept sketch
Dying day by day,
Thinking can only one thing -
I am waiting for someone who will help me
Do not die in a nightmare ...
Door bell
It has long been silent.
I hear only
The ringing of silence and whispering strange.
I waited for the steps
Though someone else's words,
But instead of them,
How hollow hammer drops in the bath ...
Peace and quiet,
Which I do not have enough ...
I was lying in the arms of sleep
Under a black blanket.
As before, I heard
The steps of people walking by.
And freeze dreams
Interrupting a lazy step.
After spending so much effort,
I even after death
No air was adopted,
And hell was rejected.