Pianoбой - Атлас Шурова
текст песни

1. Sveta

The incoming folder check more often
They lived well together, they could and sweeter, but
fell out, disappeared, played in the box
And once it was all for real

it was or not - now it doesn't matter
Why did we meet?
It was good for everyone in their plane, their reality, with himself
Monday, Tuesday, after Friday weekend

A couple of real friends and a couple of thousands
Fashionable brand glasses, the rest of the second
You loved Tim Barton, I am to consider cards
And dream that I will not ride in the Carpathians

Only no one knows where he will find, where he will lose
Who decides for us, who decides for us?
who set up that at the rush hour you will pierce the tire
stop the first car that drove by
unfamiliar intersection, intersection point
I don't remember if you attached meaning
You just didn't have a pump with you
Well, in my opinion I got it, got it without question

chorus

The seasons flew without a thunderbone
You always changed quickly, like the weather
from walks along Khreshchatyk to trips to nature
Everyone does not suit you now, who is stirring up?
maybe this is your ex - a businessman swimming
Or the one who called you to Nice - Anyway, I am superfluous
I'm from Vinnitsa, not from Nice, I'm not from the capital
I don't understand how I could gain a foothold here

Like a business plan sagged
How the old plan was sour
running ran ran in a circle like roofs
imperceptibly fell in snowfalls with distant
Behind the dusty warehouses of the Moscow Ring Road under other people's eyes
You said it was great, but then do you need to?
Do we need to turn into two pieces fell
it will not be better - but I really want
Fly again and believe that it will not end

not to sleep again until morning in the attacks of obsession
Birthdays, all resurrection
Are psychologists really right - only three years
Love can live in veins - and code comes

Chorus

I started the motor food
I'm going to the ends of the world
Farah ultraviolets
Where are you where are you where?
I started the motor food
I'm going to the ends of the world
Farah ultraviolets
Where are you where are you where?

2. Ichthyander

Everything was like in old black and white films,
Without unnecessary special effects and dialogues long.
Two people in the frame are the largest plan,
The orchestra sounds, the melody of the final.

The scenes were replaced quickly, as in a kaleidoscope,
Filmed morning in Africa, and night in Europe,
And somewhere between time zones
They themselves did not feel how the script was added.

Now I am in the world myself, like an uninvited guest,
Shirts are ironed, t -shirts are folded.
... as they say in Tokyo,
All life flows in alternating current.

Will all this change now?
Will the volcano wake up, immature?
I unscrew the hatches, start the sea,
Now I'm ichtyander. The end of the story.

Chorus:
Do not stop dreaming.
Where we recently loved,
Now they shoot other films.
Do not stop dreaming.
Where we recently loved,
Now they shoot other films.

It happens that there is nowhere to go
I, like a fish in a bank, begin to choke.
Inside my scales and outside
Continuous airless space.

In both light air for another half a century,
I change the air for a person
Which I can surrender with all my heart
And, smiling, to get out of the distance.

Tell me, how can I swim to that planet,
Where the golden sky melts the horizon of light,
Where it breathes easily, even if you frown
Clouds, sadly on the street.

Where the wind does not catch our sea of ​​waves,
And the boat will not scoop up water and will not sink,
And we will not die out, like two rarest species,
Remaining only on the covers of the red book.

Chorus (x2):
Do not stop dreaming.
Where we recently loved,
Now they shoot other films.
Do not stop dreaming.
Where we recently loved,
Now they shoot other films.

3. Tablet

I jump from a branch to a branch in the subway,
I dissolve like a tablet, with my head
Piercing, mixing with the crowd,
I am my steering train.

1. I want to get into the apple - got into milk.
She wanted a daughter - I gave the iPhone.
Apparently, not my day, apparently, is not my year,
As a Schumacher, I fly into a turn, only he is not the same.
It seems to go forward, but only muddy dirt,
Smiling and laughing, as the last time.
We inflate more and wider this bubble gum,
Suddenly BAM! And in half the booth.
Ambulance, police, firefighters
They are waiting at the ceremonial, on the way the army.
Troubles saving the world, like kings of Narnia.
Where were you when I needed you so, guys?
Blacks through the iron of iron Arnie,
He screams "i'll be back!", I slam the shutters.
A tired soldier, he was used to living in the barracks.
In the morning on a bridgehead for one or two according to Karma.

Chorus (x2).

2. This is not the last station, we will fight.
For itself since sixteen hit.
It seems that we always had where to go
But to rejoice, for some reason you have to stay
Here. Disappointment. Again alone in the bath,
Mom’s task is not completed again.
Neither family, no work, no education.
Books, records, screenshots - that’s the whole condition.
Basta can rob her invaluable crystal.
In Wikipedia they are not taught how to harden steel.
Look at yourself in the mirror. Who have you become
And what did you dream about when you played in the sandbox?

4. No!

A lot of time, and money is zero,
Velvet season, and again a day off.
My playlist is a light Soul,
In pink glasses, the world is similar to sleep.
At night we are where the lights burn.
I will wake up more