Текст песни Pashon при уч. Ольга Наумец - Пейзажи

(Chorus)
I draw soot on the canvas
What is gifted, quite enough
There will be one warrior in the field to stand
And his thoughts do not understand anyone

I draw soot, then what was
I draw soot, then what is not,
each question has its own answer
print remains hundreds of years later.

I could draw everything with notes
But again, exaggerating paint turning gray. What?
I can't hear myself, I don't believe myself,
and here you are, break in these doors
Believe me, we have nothing to look for in one way,
If I wasn’t with me when I’m alone ... And dots above “and”
So now it is not necessary .. under the moonlight can handle it, I can handle the truth ...
Thirst, I quench her, another song, I will remove it. Well, well, that's it!
Phrases of the great in fashion, we melt from flashes,
Take off the mask everyone does not care you do not hear.
And all is quieter, and quieter my voice inside,
The muse has not disappeared. I keep her locked up.
Look, I still paint landscapes with soot. Her..
(Chorus)
I draw soot on the canvas
What is gifted, quite enough
There will be one warrior in the field to stand
And his thoughts do not understand anyone

I will draw with soot what was
I'll draw with soot, which is not
every question has its answer
the seal remains, after hundreds of years.

Once again, like smoke, dissolving
It does not change me, I change it
For whom put the meaning in these couplets?
For whom am I falling asleep, along with the dawn?
I am worried and afraid that they will not understand ..
After all, this is not a philosophy, but something else.
Losing my mind and sometimes it seems
Even the heart of fonit wild pain
Semi-closed eyes, beatlo in the ears.
I'm still in any way, so I will not take the next step ...
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