Текст песни Внутренний Экскурсовод - Снег обретает форму

there was no long grass in the sky - waking me
I do not for a long time been unhappy guests
complete city, and the circus is not laughing
they burned out the skin, melt fat - waking me -
cooled implicitly broken bones
nails grow, and bone guests
They stand quietly and sleepily waiting for the arrival of the kingdom
red paint fills the body - the poison me
drag the arm straight start
zaindeveyte ceiling white crust
spend the winter as the sleepless dogs
We watched through the drawn curtains.
at the hour when the gunpowder explodes under weightless
Snow takes shape
snow flies the side of your hand,
Snow stuck to figurines, chains, rings,
Snow fills discrepancies crosshairs -
Snow takes shape.