Текст песни Дмитрий Людь - Мертвые голоса

dead voice he heard behind the wall
and the door was shaking when he was next to me
gray ash flew suicide in the eye
I looked up at the sky dreaming of miracles

and crosses on the wall did not save it
because he was afraid of himself and nobody nebilo
in blessed memory of days he was better than we
but now he is one of the prison walls

I go to the east
I ROV sun at your feet
snow melted , I rain
no one will understand and we leave