Виконт - Чужие игры
текст песни

The world was divided for hundreds of thousands of pages
Indifferent persons, flowing a series
Bright glitter, secular gloss
Litters an excess brain.
It raises the role of fools, behaves.

Dead world of advertising, deftly stakes us
Multicolored idol, as a result, one
In the sky dirt, in the souls dirt
Enchanted Vyazy
Carries a rotten stain on clean sheets.

Do not look at the windows of the cities
Do not look for love, fall to the bottom
Become another in transparency of the year
Look at the world without words.
Light crimridge leap over head
Strange dome, down the rose
The shadow of trouble froze behind his back
Do not look at the shop windows, in the world of someone else's.

They spit on you for not so
And over the years, the will turns into a myth
Stoyed pain, you king
You play this role
But you are not going myself, but at the pointer of others.

Warm city verse and fear
With a lane dark you are one on one
Who is right here is wrong
True where there is a cooler temper.
And the heart beats not in the clock in the cold breast.

Do not look ...
Do not search...
Become another ...
Look...