Текст песни Nesprosta - Нет виноватых

This story took place in one small town, where red-yellow trams are on the outskirts of the outskirts, along the route "First Ka" they carry their passengers to small apartments, in which they are not always waiting for them, and if it is waiting, it is not always waiting. . This is, in principle, it could happen with each who did not find answers to simple questions "Who am I, that I, where ... I"

I probably died yesterday
I pass at home
roble banks afternoon
There is no body, heart apart
At night, knocking on the apartment
Not familiar to me people
In their libraries
No need books

And in the pharmacy seller
I told "Everything, brother, end
And the medications are no longer
Became so whole white light "
I believed the seller
Began to prepare for the end
But I did not know that he was to me
So it will be close

My world got off with a clock
I forgot to joining
No guilty
That he doesn't know where I

No guilty
No guilty
No guilty
No guilty
These boys with eyes
Colors of stone wall
These girls with the eyes of the not announced war
It's a sun in the sky
The master was probably drunk
I'm so tired to watch his paintings

I sit on the "first ka"
Food to hell on horns
On the horns at the damn
In one-room apartments
And in one of them lies
The color of my sick soul
And all the same "Hello, cute!"

No guilty
No guilty
No guilty
No guilty
I look at her pupils
I pour strong tea
She rejoices a meeting
I answer "I missed"