Текст песни Nastasia Bur - Бездомные

Music: Philip Wesley - The Unknown

Text:
Homeless carcasses wander around the world
Seeing the sunrises from shelter to shelter
There is no place in the warmth, by the fire, by the flint,
Dry newspapers - how cute.

And again winter sees off on the road,
The February wasteland knows no mercy
Flakes of innocent white pollen
Sowed cold emptiness in my heart.

Propeets of romances cheap notes
The caressed bodies of night recounts,
Children disliked by worldly children -
Spawning a crowd of unhappy people.

Feeling not needed and not at home
They lead through sweets and lust to the grave,
For those desperately looking for love and comfort
The doors of another shelter will open.

Take Me A Brick Neighbor!
I'll live under your roof today!
Love an expired person!
Nurse your wasted soul!

Home is not where stone walls are erected!
I'll wait for the snowdrops in the garden!
After all your touches
Give heat .. to anyone .. I can't do it anymore!