Текст песни снег - живи

is it snowing or is it ash
extinguished cigarettes by me
every dream is microdeath
you are no longer in them
as there are no places nearby
along the alleys there are only trash cans and rubbish
our life stretches into the distance
everyone has their own tastes
suffering and sobbing
will not help anything
"just hold on"
they say
yellow brick road
disassembled and rearranged
into the buildings of these cities
the lights in the windows are off
and fall from the eaves
and balconies
people splashing around
what is left of happiness

flap their wings
so as not to fall
and rise
meet the sun
leaving bad weather
behind

if you want to cry
and shout
cry and shout
nobody will hear
and the one who hears
will understand
that rain outside the window
became the original
point of departure
from deserted yards
to space
and further
return without reason
and embarrassing compromises
we are all like toys
we are all in boxes
on shelves
supermarkets and stalls
we stand and wait
what will happen next
live friend now
don't regret
do not come back
there is no
nothing.

there will be no further
nothing.
live now.