Текст песни DDT - Свобода

I'm coming to you - this is a strange place
Fog in a swamp without color and bottom
I am your eternal bridegroom, golden bride
Thoughts lick like flies, glass windows.
Winter is on my back, I'm not old and not young
The night is like the elevator in which the poet died
I'm fed up, but hunger woke me up
Hands feel the pulse, I'm yawning in the light

Chorus:
Mom, wake me up in the evening
Mom, so I do not oversleep the night
Mom, I will leave as scheduled
Mom, mom, how tired I am

Thunderstorm over the eyes, opposite wrinkles
Glass scraper gray hand
Cause the fallen ideas
In the fog, the branches of the eyelid are barely visible.
The last station is growing outside the window
The upper floor is buried here
Hello love, get the info
Don’t miss, and erase makeup

Chorus.

Freedom (~ 4 times)