Текст песни Verum - Связанные

In my phone book
Not numbers, but other people's secrets.
I remember the words of passersby,
I see your intrigue.
And rarely ringing familiar
I think it's hardly possible.
I am waiting that I will hear your voice
As if someone should me ..

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Within me the city of my acquaintances,
All those people are closed in me.
They scream, millions are crying:
Let me in! Forget! Let them! Let them!

In my forgotten apartment
Not many are open windows,
But they get used to people,
Shudder begin glass.
Stretch to another hand -
It climbs into the heart for a long time.
And many more convenient science:
Cranes soon.

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