Текст песни Zambezi - табурет

Perelopatila, let down, deceived, died, I did not believe, and I called for myself
The door opened open, leave or burn, sit alone
The glasses were wounded, but there was no blood, maybe there was just no broken glass
The view from the window and those people downstairs that are already accustomed to kick a tear
I'm locked up, or you, which one of us is locked up? See, the mask is crying, so you're not kidding.
So, you do not sing funny songs to me, it's not enough for us, so the world is small
Today, a step forward, tomorrow two years ago, I'm not well, but someone is happy about this
There is no sympathy, the eyes are cold, brilliant, but sterile
Died love, you ate it, only this smell of mown grass
Do not forget that she was, was inside of me, waiting for something there
I waited for something, waited for something there ...

Life knocked out a stool from under my feet, and I hung
Now on up I find out if there is a God or to hell down
Life knocked out a stool from under my feet, and I hung
Now go upstairs or to hell down ...

I was left, my heart was pulled out, my footprints were swept,
I dyed black and I do not see where she is now.
All that is in the circle lost its meaning, only a series of calendar numbers
Only a black world, carrying a void and no one knows where I'm going now

Life knocked out a stool from under my feet, and I hung
Now on up I find out if there is a God or to hell down
Life knocked out a stool from under my feet, and I hung
Now go upstairs or to hell down ...