Текст песни еще один сон - тихая музыка

thethethe - evol

soft music is unthinkable absorbed into the pillow
in the morning
I breathe only from her headphones.
that night I do not sleep
and the feeling that all alone in the world.
any dream without doors closed as the in-dash
and everyone is glad someone got into the top ten.
sorry that is not thrown beyond.
who say, who to ask,
and I have a glow north of Ferris poles
yes sometimes incomprehensible cuts.
I know when to give up their bad habits,
it will be another. I do not know her name.
He is looking for me, quietly digging in the fog,
let them, but in my pocket, in my ...
there is the sea, and when the beating heart only,
the rest cut nezadumyvayas.
When I wash the eyes do not see,
only occasionally I hear them in mind and repeat.
a new twist in the hope of encounter
or pass by. I do not know what is best.
I remember when one minute of sadness
was more than heartbeats per day,
when one is in the room she will wrap her with a blanket,
followed by bouts of joy bright,
but go away. fly.
because when alone in the room, then slowly taesh.
the night quiet music soaks into the pillow,
and I continue to breathe their own bad habits,
which is unthinkable and quietly strangled.