Текст песни arnayt feat. ProTon - Драма Данте

My soul - a 7 laps, on the theory of Dante,
Here either death or life - Pushkin Dantes.
Cold paw from the depths of strangling indifference
So sick before the other to hide their their appearance.
Where in depth, range 7,
There is a dim light, but he would not be extinguished.
And I hope to bring him over the precipice of life,
Would not cut short bridge - you just hold on.
My soul for me darkness,
Well, for you it is a mere shadow.
Look up at the stars,
Suddenly it's all your own lighthouse.
What are these lines?
Suddenly it's all some kind of trifle.
I look up at the stars,
Give me at least some sign!
In this life, so much good,
But why all this way.
Remove children from the screen,
This film is not to get into a rental.
I put a veto on the ban,
Frames are not mine, and I do not format.
This whole world to me black and white,
It's like Neformal.