Текст песни Keava - Восторг

Yesterday drowned in mutilations, tomorrow dumb, like the eyes of the dead.
And now you ran away from the droppers, stealing a respite.
And he burned off the sunset, as if a red wound was healing.
And it became black, and the stars were exposed - a handful of crushed bones.
The pain lingered. She will be back tomorrow or in an hour, but now ...
look ...
The night is shaking. The garden is ringing.
And delight pierces the lungs.