Текст песни Alina Istomina - Тихий дом

I dissolve in silence
Hanging smile on the window
And the kettle whistles softly in the kitchen
But I'm lying on the floor, looking at the ceiling, and I'm not sleeping
I'm drowning in the void
I like the point on a clean canvas
I hear a quiet, quiet whisper
He says it's time
Nobody sleeps, you waste time
Quiet-quiet-quiet-quiet house
The house in which we live
Nothing happens here
And no one comes to us
There is no pain and sadness
Never suffered here
But there is also no love here