Текст песни замкнутость 8 - V. пока лишь

clenched fist pounding on the table , yet will not crack ;
until butted together at the bottom ;
until he whispered : " Goodbye and until "
vspontanno . suddenly remembered ;
seagulls flew back to the meeting ,
and we want to look better than it is.
crumpled on the floor text
next clump of white wool .
and I'm all limp . sketches , sketches .
in his arms collection of poems Brodsky .
and dump the trains on the tracks.
thoughts in my head - a consultation in a madhouse :
"How to be strong when abstract coma ? "
cries , reflections , cheers , flare .
who can stay , and the rest run .