Текст песни Эскапизм - Полёты из окон

Soot at the edge of the mouth, a claw at the throat,
Just do not need children!
We are both grinning in the hinges ...
This will not be an occasion tomorrow in the newspapers
Write about the flights from the windows
From so endlessly distant two rooms
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I am constantly writing, I'm so tired
You run from me a dream, hurry, take places
This autumn does not know what spring is
And this song will come to life on your lips

This city weaves and I sing
I'm still waiting for the birds to fly to Yuyuug
You know is unlikely to come this hour
This is the whole buzz, because my cosmos will wait for us

I write for you I know that not in vain
Remember my friend, I am different here
And all at once all the phrases I will collect in one verse
Listen to music drawn portrait

I have changed, but just tell me why
Who was anyone will soon become everyone
Probably undoubtedly you believe me
But my music will soon knock on your veins

I would get on the train and just leave
But my heartfelt obstacles do not let me go
All the same poet and all the same poems
For you, my cosmos is buried in the sands

Hold the star from my hands
I am writing the truth while they are lying behind the quiet
My black lines for burning without lilies
Today, music was poured again with music

And who could become in that valley
We in the name of the saints became not saints
This miserable director for us will make a new film
Remember my people with me and I'm with them

For passers -by became bad, so what
Remember me like that until the storm has come
By the way I remember my every step
I will remember all this barely breathing