Lyrics Отличный План - Седые стены
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Седые стены, окна, потолки.
Они не давят, даже не гнетут.
В ночи за стеклами сплетаются огни.
Они как мир, тепло, забота и уют.
Полог небес ложится на асфальт,
Прижав к нему безликие дома..
Дороги-колеи чернеют как базальт,
А я стою в потемках улицы одна.
Курю, смотрю на небо-облока,
Забыв про все: про боль и про мороз.
Я так давно хотела верить в чудеса,
И став их частью не сдержала глупых слез.
Вся тайна мира поселилась в нас-
Обычных людях, коих миллиард.
Но только люди не поймут из раза в раз,
Виной обыденноси рамки и стандарт.
Тени ветвей ложатся на кожу,
Мне холодно видеть парк без листвы,
И с каждой секундой тепло всё дороже,
Во мне поселился мрак пустоты.
Gray walls, windows, ceilings.
They do not press, do not even oppress.
In the night of the glasses, lights are woker.
They are like peace, warmth, care and comfort.
Heaven canopy falls on asphalt,
Putting faceless at home to him ..
Expensive ruts black as basalt,
And I stand in the streets of the street alone.
I smoke, I look at the sky-oblique,
Forgetting about everything: about pain and frost.
I wanted to believe in miracles for so long
And having become part of them did not restrain the stupid tears.
The whole mystery of the world settled in
Ordinary people, koi billion.
But only people will not understand since time,
Wine ordinary frames and standard.
Shadows of branches fall on the skin,
I cold see the park without foliage,
And with every second heat is all more expensive,
In me settled the darkness of the emptiness.
They do not press, do not even oppress.
In the night of the glasses, lights are woker.
They are like peace, warmth, care and comfort.
Heaven canopy falls on asphalt,
Putting faceless at home to him ..
Expensive ruts black as basalt,
And I stand in the streets of the street alone.
I smoke, I look at the sky-oblique,
Forgetting about everything: about pain and frost.
I wanted to believe in miracles for so long
And having become part of them did not restrain the stupid tears.
The whole mystery of the world settled in
Ordinary people, koi billion.
But only people will not understand since time,
Wine ordinary frames and standard.
Shadows of branches fall on the skin,
I cold see the park without foliage,
And with every second heat is all more expensive,
In me settled the darkness of the emptiness.