Текст песни Павел Фахртдинов - Не пишется, болеется и спится... Выведи

Not spelled, sick and sleepy?
Stitch your mouth with a needle, or better with a needle
What would anyone ask: why is it sewn up?
And you're dumb and that's it. Everything is sewn indoor
Doesn't owe anything to anyone
You sit and quietly warm your place
Always been dumb, if wisely
And at least honestly.

Get me out of here, man with wings
I want to find footprints on the water
I once had a word, I traded it
And now there are so many words, but all are not the same

Just hear me go down to the rooftops
People, or higher
What's not new - they carry us the word
Forgotten, lost, at times
The former between us
And now, who are we without each other ...

Lead me out of here by faith in the light
Scary in a lonely elevator of life in the dark
I would find faces without makeup, even black, even white
I once saw masks, all the wrong ones

Just hear me go down to the rooftops
People, or higher
What's not new - they carry us the word
Forgotten, lost, at times
The former between us
And now, who are we without each other ...

I go out on a narrow balcony every night to breathe nicotine,
Leaving himself on a bed lying on his back.
In the hallway at the front door there are only a pair of boots.
Just in case, I don't lock myself up at night
Suddenly you want to go out somewhere and not ring the keys,
In order not to wake someone who has been gone for a long time.
I smoke on the balcony empty, empty nights
And I look after the forever passing light ...