Текст песни Vismut - Замкнутый круг

VICIOUS CIRCLE

All the points in its place,
But confused
Quilt all the stronger pull
In his lies drowned
It is every man his trap
His abyss and a reason
Dream again reaches into his pocket
Later in the garbage disposal

How many of these days, these days, for me the fate of guessed?
And how many people where I am today, walked up to me?
They are clinging to each other in the details in imposed principles
They were looking for defects the other, everything is repeated again

So few words to
Stop silent stop clapping
Throughout together but unfamiliar
We forged again
Indifferently kooky
In a series of these days
At all turning a blind eye
We are waiting for good news

How many of these days, these days, for me the fate of guessed?
And how many people where today I walked up to me?
They are clinging to each other in the details in imposed principles
They were looking for defects the other, everything is repeated again

Because the fate of the closed
Vicious circle
Because the fate of the closed
Vicious circle

All of all against all
All of all against all
All of all against all
Everything repeats itself ...