Текст песни Иван Павлов - Едем

Under the monotone wheels
And under the orchestra of snoring strangers,
I wish in me
Desire to collect a mosaic from the letters.
I used to sleep Ile can encourage someone
And listen to the story about their live life,
Maybe
Communication compliments.
But no. I gave the depth of Dali,
Without seeing fields, stations, cities, which meld.
Like Korshun, I fly circles
Above the new line.
One bag of five glasses.
While the sea of ​​ideas will not remind the sugar,
I like Stakhanov,
Not finish.
So, under the monotonous wheel knock,
Under the orchestra of snoring neighbors,
We are going, not even trying to sleep.

2014.