Текст песни qu un - шепотом

Cold,
Sometimes hunger drown youth
Barren thought - take down the head.
Sick there, in reality,
Omitting forever into the void,
Snow deja vu, but again I will survive

One hour,
when.
in the heart of the city,
And we are flying with you - somewhere in the clouds
And rivers of tears washed your lips
Fools -
In one two gloved hands.

Maybe someday end the sky,
And I'll go after you follow.
In an empty tram, in thick fog,
Our thousands of words - on the pavement with chalk.
White ash showers fall,
and we will not be greater than the former,
in the remnants of memory - the two zero two eight
And your words about the Cape of Good Hope.

Angela shouted to me - & quot; Stop! & Quot;
But it does not change, then I'm a prisoner.
I open my eyes, - Thank God
For you and me ...