Текст песни .самое большое простое число - будь большим.

I close this door
with a glass to the brim
I will go even though in Perm to Tver
although in Khabarovsk even in Tambov
I was looking for something here
between the lines, between houses
through the bushes and hundreds of years
under the table over the heads
I looked in the eye
close to all and to all a stranger
something just lost something other borrowed
he found that he had lost all threw me over his shoulder
cold where I sought, where he found it hot

I tried to forget everything
and remember all the way back in
I tried to live somehow, and substitute the letter
"Horror"
I threw a glass of year, burying in the sand clock
Eternity means never
inside means east
I was looking for what is not here
bread, gifts (?) and
and all one answer
you will not find anything here
pulling his left shoulder
You pressed partridge
I found where hot
somewhere under the shoulder blade

when you're in love, you are so vulnerable
and there are hundreds of reasons for resentment
be cheerful, bold, large
you will never be alone