Текст песни DEsant - По Ком Звонит Колокол, лирика

1st part:

In the hustle and bustle among the concrete walls
Where is a man - an ant that has done so little ...
Where are people looking for news
They turn on the telly even believing it Until hysterics ...
A homeless person writes something on a sheet
Sitting at the station on a cardboard box by the cold walls
People turn up their nose as if it was stripped for them
Not understanding what torments him to the bones

Not knowing what when
This same person lived with the same salary ...
And the jacket was not patched
And if the ruble fell nearby, he would not cry ...
Now in clothes. rumpled, he catches glances like "alcoholic, I see."
But only at the train station it's pretty cool to sleep
And no one cares what he tried to say slurred
Yes ... He doesn't remember anything. Doesn't remember his name and lived in which house ...
But nobody will help. Everyone has their own problem, who needs a homeless person?
He's a loose weed, in a cheap plant society
And nobody cares about outstretched brushes
It doesn't matter to anybody that his bed is complicated
But despise for poverty. There is nothing more vile
Even if you were damn hungry
I didn’t steal from the store, at least not a damn thing ...

And then one day he saw how a girl ran up to him ... with dried eyes
They stood and looked at each other, smiling.
Homeless ... and this passerby
And everyone who passed by noticed that ... they were ... incredibly Similar
And he suddenly remembered that he had given the same bell ... ... to his daughter