Текст песни Портовые краны - Спой мне

this winter is gray forever
I'm used to trying cigarettes on silhouettes
I do not like what is around and what is in me
sparks on the retina
hands at sky level
eye level words
sing to me

this winter the earth was leveled with the sky
glass flower pierces the asphalt
on such nights I believe the moon
but gray mixed heaven and earth
the wind blows the language of the word
sing to me

tear my pleura
help tear out
I hear someone pounding there
eyelashes burn inside the pupils
in someone else's survival game
i am glass
i am glass
i am glass
i am glass
the edge doesn't seem so high
foreboding of the end
i am ashes
i am ashes
i am ashes
sing to me