Текст песни iamempty - марсианские хроники

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than Marquez differs from Marx
why my dog's eyes color different
and how much on this cold planet happiness
I'm ready to give everything to at least see him
touch your hands at least believe in its existence
Why with loneliness is always insisted
what to learn if no one teach
Why wake up today
If tomorrow you have to do the same
The same Tuesday is the longest bus
Tazha beautiful girl who will not pay attention
In search of an understanding, do not forget the hat and the whip of Indiana Jones
I'd rather find the entrance to the emptiness or bring a constant Boltzmann
You're closer to the answer if you can formulate
essence of the question
And I'm just afraid to grow from that age
When to consider yourself a lonely scored teenager
It's too late

[IAMEMPTY]
The content is different from the form
Who drinks medicine to me remind me? Who will understand me from disputes
With people who do not even pay attention
Who will write my breath to the film, so that you never forget?
Who gives me a child, whom I will love forever?
Who will make me cry alone in an empty cinema?
Who will give my debts? Who will trust me all your sadness?
I just want you to know - I will not become different
children do not kidnap the gangsters, they will not be taken into the distant countries
They just cease to be funny and strange,
They become tired and angry.
And I like the Martian of the story,
Which will never return to Earth.
And now, once at times, phrases are coming, settling ashes.
Thoughts acquire the outline of the farce.
Bradbury died, and we did not get to Mars.