Текст песни вечнаябесконечность - мотылек

wing sweep of the butterfly or moth barely alive,
Run on the roofs of houses uninvited.
Life has no golden happy butylki.
There are loopholes of wooden bars.

Here everyone is waiting for the shot more,
What was this shot when the.
Let your eyes from the pain turbid
They will not break because it is true.

Here there is no family, no friends.
There is pain and their problems.
When you are a step away from a shot
You can help only your steps.

Forget about the fact that someone is near,
Forget about who had helped,
After all, when you feel anxiety
No one in the door is not immediately pounded.

When you feel bad
No one will know until you yourself
Do not say where the road
On the deserted your footsteps.

When you fight against the pack,
Conventional curs in the courts,
Maybe come partner,
And maybe drown in the clouds.

When drown will not shake hands.
There are not even look at the sky to throw.
You're like a butterfly il moths
Who willingly fly to the light.