Текст песни K. - Крик души

it's cold in the city
in the city is raw ...
my soul is overcast
heart is cold ...
no more strength
no more tears
wind with you
my happiness took away ...

Was there happiness?
Maybe herself
Did I write this novel?
White thread
Stitched pages
The cover is torn off
That's about to fly ...
Over the world
My movie story
In which not a word
About honor and about conscience,
& quot; Where are you going? & quot; -
The wind whispers quietly to me, -
& quot; What do you live for?
In this world? & Quot;

Tell me where are you
Wind loss, wind separation
Tell me where, tell me why
You walk alone among the problems ...

And my life is like
Silent movie:
Clearly painted
The script is long.
So it turned out I
Once again on the sidelines
In my life story
Only dots !!!

Tell me where are you
Wind loss, wind separation
Tell me where, tell me why
You walk alone among the problems ...

Proud bird
Broke wing
And I would fly
At least once
I would come off
From the sinful land,
And dissolve
In the distance of heaven ....

Search, find and lose ...
My destiny is to always suffer !!!