Текст песни СанчА Сухов - Кит

Here it is, here is the wall. The soul is suffocated.
The heart is at war. All rise, the court is in session.
Forty-one days straight.
It rains down to the lantern,
But the convolutions of the wire spark long ago.
There is water in your lungs, hey somebody swim here
Here the man seems to be young, but all gray.
It seems to be trying to swim, but no, it doesn't matter.
Long lived in the twenty-first
Nervous, proud arrogant.
Opened doors, met love
Lies, alcohol, bitch, smoke, blood.

God, the sea groans on the ground.
These stars, dreams of you.
This sky is blind from the rain.
Kilometers of faith before you.

And there is nothing sadder than a lump
Seared by the wind there
Behind my dock.
The whale is thrown on the coast.
The whale is thrown on the coast.
Children are so curious
Adults are so indifferent.
Writhing swallowing cold earth
The whale is thrown on the coast.
The whale is thrown on the coast.
No, worse than grief to be
Two tails from death
But two heads from the sea.
The whale is thrown on the coast.
The whale is thrown on the coast.
Where under the water column
Where there is a cold city at the bottom.
From floating smoothly quiet
And calm as if quiet
And calm as if there
That gave strength, worried
She loved, tormented, forgave.
And now she forgave there.
Stayed there under water.
Remained under water
But what do you want to blame.
That I will never be someone
Yes, I was born to scream.
Only.
The whale is thrown on the coast [x6]
Wasted on the coast

God, the sea groans on the ground.
These stars. dreams of you.
This sky is blind from the rain.
Kilometers of faith before you.