Текст песни Sheridan - Про Отчаяние

I closed my eyes, and saw
All helicopters of this world,
Their blades and cabins.
Obsessive fear of falling.
Acrophobia, and their thoughts:
may be at least in a dream
This absurd design fly.

Say - woke up in the morning,
Write a poem about despair.
Cunning murderer will not be refunded
To converse about anything.
Woke up in the morning -
Get yourself to the world.
And well even if
On the other some are waiting for you

You're not the one they say they are,
Not one who one is.
Up to one eternally dissatisfied.
We are with you - a chance encounter
The chamber opening.
We are with you - the best of friends.
Blind and invisible.

Himself a thousand times not happy
Who may be glad to see you?
Officially connected nothing more to wait.
Talk to me,
Give me to drink, even if in a dream.
It would be easier to sing,
If I was a little drunk.

But it does not happen,
Or sometimes, but with someone else.
To such a simple witchcraft
Helped by allergy to life.
Write a death in the blackness of the eye sockets,
Write a liaison that will do without them.

It's just the beginning
Long fight without rules.
The fall without a bottom,
Without the accent of the word.
Paper birds
Oherenny cluttered interior.
I do not know about you,
After all, the only way you and can be trusted.

Who missed, he lost
Tic tac toe.
Who gets up early,
He gets under heavy fire.
Good news,
Human trials are successful.
LD50 loneliness
Equal to one month.

You know, I closed my eyes
And when all the helicopters of the world,
The blades and their cabin
Obsessive fear of falling.
Acrophobia, and their thoughts:
may be at least in a dream
This absurd contraption fly.