Текст песни Sirocco - Эти мысли

I do not see the sun in the sky
I don't know who was leading by the hand
stumbling over the steps of the staircase leading to paradise

mock but be honest
tell me your name
count down hours minutes
and drive wedges into my soul

this is not the light
he does not warm the body
this is not the sound
heart does not beat from him
this is not my circle
i draw arrows with chalk
and back in the boat
knee-deep water

guess my riddle
I'll flip up a coin
way on your way
through that tunnel and towards the light
regret but still
I cling to the ledges of the walls
I'm not scared, I know everything
dissolve

this is not the light
he does not warm the body
this is not the sound
heart does not beat from him
this is not my circle
i draw arrows with chalk
and again in the spoon
these thoughts are not for the bird
one hundred meters under the wing
retreat to suffocate and to the bottom

this is not the light
he does not warm the body
this is not the sound
heart does not beat from him
this is not my circle
i draw arrows with chalk
and back in the boat
knee-deep water