Текст песни 5. Krohmal - Самотність

1 couplet:
Somehow, like a walk late, like clouds over the city, where the streets are not closely
The players on perevis he only became my friend,
I listen to him always as the Communists Stalin

Not enough steel we do not know how it happened,
world stand on pillars, unfortunately entrusted moose
not as events developed, as called out and vidizvalosya
Knife stuck in his back and not hold evil on you

Each as Fantomas not hesitate to change the mask
Today and tomorrow friend will lead you into a trap
Life is not a fairy tale explaining who still do not understand
He came from the mind and asks something skillfully sky

I like not pray, and I will not pull the palm of the icon in a golden frame
Can not my business to decide who is more brave, and God really is dead, Nietzsche was right

Chorus:
No part of these plans loneliness smile fades smoothly on the face
Why not happy
Instead a pack of colored pencils gray
Crushed paper without written ballad.

No part of these plans loneliness smile fades smoothly on the face
Why not happy
Instead a pack of colored pencils gray
Crushed paper without written ballad.

2 verse:
In the darkness would hide from the world
My perfect plan does not destroy the window the morning light
His face pale with grief of mind came suddenly
Havtsko grabbed both fishing nets

I'm an outsider all at the finish, I start below
All in spots karma washing her empty waste of time
Crumpled frame peretvoryuyus on tsynnyka
Avoid people who look with fear at the prices I

Instead, in my country, new Scrooge MakDak
On the left screen cans people like to see their banners that poked them faky
Let sink their money in those birds spleen

I do not know whether depression will fight against it is in the process
Growing aggression burning throat as spice
Tell me how this tragedy and called bottom
When between feces and shit choose no third

Chorus:
No part of these plans loneliness smile fades smoothly on the face
Why are you not happy?
Instead a pack of colored pencils gray
Crushed paper without written ballad.

No part of these plans loneliness smile fades smoothly on the face
Why not happy
Instead a pack of colored pencils gray
Crushed paper without written ballad.