Декабрь - дхарма
текст песни

Every evening I was in the trash.
I ran out to the comet parade.
I wanted to burn brighter
Lumen -spumen lamps,
But at one point,

I understand,

That not a single verse listened
Because it is fucked snot, vanilla,
But if I play love again,
Then I will have all the trump cards.

I shared my pain and loss by miles.
He fled around the city in thoughts under the rain,
I was hugged by those who loved
But I realized that more than my mother
No one will ever hug.

While my soul is gaining peace
I will accompany you like the last summer.

I do not care who you are and how dressed
After all, while the fire burns in your chest,
You will be something great for me,
By the way, the one about which books will be written,
The one that the whole world will see.

If one day you are scared
Then I will hide fears in oak boxes.
After all, if you look in the mirror for a long time,
Then you can see yourself real.

I thought for a long time about freedom, but in the shackles,
He wrote about love, but only on fences.
Talked about mountains and seas to the blind
And after each love
He missed the traces.

All because
Every evening I was in the trash.
I ran out to the comet parade.
I wanted to burn brighter
Lumen -spumen lamps,
And burned out.