Текст песни MC Пала4 - Коробка

Lying in a box with a white ceiling
And the rain knocking at your window.
And Icy silence silence could
As nerves beats, thousands of blades.
Iron thread deathly glow
It looks like a whisper of thousands of stars,
And the distant earth, like the boy,
Gone just yesterday, to live,
The parade of the centuries ... In a beautiful palace
strange dreams, where it is not clear
What a lie - what reality.
I wish vile sin he accepted.
No, he has not.
And a wise lion looking to the East,
He spoke through the darkness of the ages:
"Do not be afraid of their tears, my son!
Appreciate other people's rest. "
And the man got out of a lighted cigarette,
Inhaling the smoke of ordinary doubt ...
All night the smoke, turn off the lights,
And in the morning I have become all - ordinary genius.