Текст песни Itakdalee - Кажется

And it seems to me
You should know everything
But you may not like all this.
The whole point is just that the turn of the key
Will open doors, but will it help you?
All that you learn about there
Strips away the meaning from the days gone by -
Rough words.

How the rails went to sleepers
You lived by them
Frozen wax crumbled
Barring the days
Calendar formalities
Teenage tears of naivety
Tangle of thoughts
And eyes in a wet place study this white ceiling.

It's time to forget all this nonsense
Cheap poses and pseudo revelations
I figured it out with a short flash of northern summer
I'm not joking - you won't have time to smile ...