Текст песни Pap'e-Mashe - Ветер

The wind fun rushes the window,
Inflatable sails from the curtains.
Everything is forgotten and everything passed,
Only the pain as the rest of the winters.
The sun lays put into the eyes.
Hopefully see a smile
He still said everything
Your happiness is too szyd

All confused, just nonsense!
It is impossible to live in this world,
To leave your bright track
In the black and white television.
It is stupid to cut my hands in blood.
Do not die, but you will find an excuse.
In this, love is to blame,
Failing dashed

Do not rush to walk on the cornice -
This is too high.
Two seconds and you jump down
And then the light from the board.
You think about everyone else,
Who wanted and did not resolve
Who does not believe in the advice of others,
Whoever has remained against life more than once.
They believe and think that
You tried to tell them quietly
"People! Fly to fly!"
Bright, fun, boldly and wild

All confused, just nonsense!
It is impossible to live in this world,
To leave your bright track
In the black and white television.
It is stupid to cut my hands in blood.
Do not die, but you will find an excuse.
In this, love is to blame,
Failing dashed