Текст песни NatureMorte - От третьего лица

From a third party

He stands at the window and looks into the distance blithely
Somewhere below him but people walking their not sorry
He happily smiling sun summer blinks
He stands at the window - from the street
(Holding hands on the sky)

in his life it was not at all too many years
He did not hide the bottle from the mistakes and troubles
and do not undertake to judge his latest whim
he carelessly looking at the sky and you look down
and you look down at are at the bottom
you live in such a hurry that you and life has become once
you every day are convinced that death gave you a reprieve
but instead of your dots, he puts an end
(Clenched hand)

and stare blankly be passers-by, neighbors
it will be only a nightmare, a theme in meaningless conversation
forget it sinking into the mire of carnal pleasures
and he once took a step - and all of us are happier