Текст песни в.понкин - лицемерный мир

the night will give a fragment for memory leaflets
they are the canvases of the poet that he saw in many
that light so that there is still hope in good
he believed and wrote, wrote and believed in his dream

he is doomed, he knew that sooner or later
the same one will appear and he will forget the scars
time gave its changeable rhythm drop by drop
with a trembling in his fingers he selected rhymes to the words

the moon looked from high she was interested too
why does the words tremble on my skin
minor notes of the soul night is not like everyone else
thousands of thoughts away one gift to fate

in a sealed letter PS "I remember"
your cold August, middle name is sea
she was sophie diamond of his strings
but even love burns out for a long time

hundreds of stars fly by with variable wind
and the night without interfering watched the poet
line by line, this is his element
he did not think about it because he devoted poetry to her

hastily divided my thoughts into parts
he tried to give this world happiness
even so, you know, let the words on paper
even if the handwriting is not even, but with the soul and for the good

illuminated path, path of fate to the side
in this world, only conscience divides punishment equally
then why love, why envelopes from phrases
he thought without ceasing to collect the story

the moon shone with rays from the sky with bright light
recalling the forgotten summer before last
where did friends go, where did the interest disappear
she said everything goes like a night express

changing paint gradient from gray to black
he is ready for the light to be enslaved
just drown in thoughts while the world melts
because he has no wings, toto does not fly.

and the world looked at him did not believe in these tales
the world is so hypocritical but at the same time different
he gives a ray and hope, give me the same
I will remember all the words while inevitably