Текст песни Schokk - Момент

My dream is somewhere down in the distance
I was in such a hurry to her, ahead of my feelings, as if fear was adrenaline
And as on Dali’s canvas: the essence seemed incomprehensible, why all this?
I love my life, but unrequited.
I will not return to dawn as before, because there is no ticket to the return trip
On the hands ink, on the lips smack
But I won’t get off the road, I didn’t choose this goal at random
Is a year worth only one moment? He is standing.
Sorry, but Huckleberry Finn is better than Sawyer Tom
Long dream, long journey in the illusions of Fata Morgana
And behind the facade, anger is really for me, like cotton wool on wounds
Already the best run from a bunch of troubles like Kurt to Nirvana: pum and buy by
But will I follow the noise? It is unlikely that there is wifi in hell.
Life throws the weak down
And if lemons fall out - in spite of squeezing lemonade from them
If only not to fall, if only not to stop halfway, but anger boils
we waited a long time, now we have both fists, the crew and the carriage