Текст песни KroK - Следы на тетради

Teach me to wake up at dawn
Where am I? Learn to understand it
Teach me to see meaning in the present
What awaits me? From Pandora to the desk drawer

And I will throw my thoughts into the void
The mess in my head is my order
I'll taste one
Come out of the dark, no hide and seek

I'll try you. God! This is my nymph!
Learn to separate reality from myth
I will try just a line, and it’s written higher and higher!
Teach poetry before the spirit finally comes out
And I write the lines higher, higher! Higher, higher!
Can you hear it? do you hear? do you hear?

Words are not enough to describe the flow of thoughts
Descendants will not chant songs
On the edge of poetry where the lines are thin
Come on! Push! Erase lines to no avail

Traces of epithets on a notebook
Trails written and traversed for what?
Which year beats tirelessly
My heart and the meaning of my lips

What if you got written out suddenly &
Not worth their style and indicator to the west
Yes, I'm not trendy, I don't dream of halls
Erat and Euterpe can you smell them?

I inhale the muses' scents
Not an empire, but empirical casemates
Didn't they believe in me? Checkmate them!
(KroK) "K" on the sides, here are mine - stigmata