Текст песни Ю.Е.А - -Пока живой

Here again at the table
And the pen is like a satellite
The white sheet is calm
Make a holiday from everyday life

The poet's verse is like a whip
Torn the whole soul
Don't drink wait
Sit and listen

Muse in the cage drink
I am simple forces
Where will I become another
And there is no more veins

And the lines are stuck
Like Lovina from a cliff
Maybe lonely
But the soul is not one

And like smoke cigarettes
Calm down in the evening
Maybe time will heal
But what a pity that is not eternal

Yes, I believe that it will
Be up soon
Right now I’ll still drag it out
The caustic smoke of the hydropone

At least throw on your knees
Don't write off other
While life is all floating
Simple veil

Well, calm the smoke
My soul is not much
While I'm a little alive
At least the soul at the threshold

At least blue will kill me
Maybe smoke of cigarettes
You don't wine
Since my fault is not

Wake me up a dream
Take me the wind
Tear me pain
Pour me ashes

Though the words are not where
Do not reach you
Friend of life
Give me the last nasas

And I'll go dear
An empty path
Where I will be different
Not your own alien

Enchanted lines
I throw it in the purchases
For someone we are all
For someone we are children

Well, fate don't be silent
Scatter everything around the world
Where I will correct everything
And I will not be a moron

Give me the strength to get a night
And get out again
How don't you twist me
Do not fix the symptoms