Текст песни Неизвестен - Телодвижения дела

Crumpled sheets of my narratives
I scratch rivers with ice
Another year went by the edges,
In paradise sometimes interceding.
God, my cursed days
Bright for me a revelation:
What most wanted,
Togo did not want.
What I lost does not hurt anymore
What I'm not afraid to lose,
I ask for answers like alms,
And maybe they are just a stone's throw away ...

Do not get satisfied with kisses - spill them into being,
Do not languish for a long time in insults - trying on everything to yourself,
Do not weary eyes on the body movements of the case,
Not for merits to be, but simply, without ceremony ...

We rake the mountains of skits
In search of a native breed,
To be able to get along safely
And in the cold and in the heat.
Someone glides over the parquet floor,
Someone scratching the floorboards,
Someone has light monitors,
Someone's rustle of pages.
Today you are my reflection,
My victory and my defeat:
In battle, it will be easy,
But when will the teaching end?

Tamed to breathe in the eyes, pools,
In aquarium waters, I'll die
After all, it's better to disappear in networks
What a century to look at the feeder.
But my ways are all hinges,
And the loops are tighter around the neck,
The necks are worn out either by cares,
Either from a long sitting.
We will scare away the clatter of poplars
Let the November stellite frost
We disturb the hive of thoughts
Yes, for the anger of days ...