Lyrics Владислав Тур - Внутренниймир

Would you open the door for me, please,
this goddamn door,
that is a barrier between us in concrete.
and drowns my gaze in the darkness of half-clarified,
The one near the place where it hurts.

I'm in a broken hour under the door,
withered the face of the wrist watch.
Where is the keyhole here?
I'm waiting in black soot ...
Do you admit, or do not you know?
Then the boy passed by, he entered,
Probably I found the key or opened it.
Oh well, but he did not go back.
Yes, it is understandable, yet can you look in the eye?
Here you are so hot, and in the threshold of a miracle
I stand before the door and I wait ...

Or are you not at all?
In general, you are my mirage, which will not end soon.
but then, I'll be at home already ...
no, it's not like that, you're alive, I've seen,
and in fact ...
Will you even let me in?
Even if the mess, even if there is that asshole,
Forgive me, but his girls,
as in a sea of ​​seashells ...
even if the lips and eyelids are not painted,
I would have stood there a century, if not for thought,
that they carried all of mine, while everything about you ...
For now, even if "Hi".
for now it does not matter ... I could scratch the keys.
lost them, while flowers bought and wrote you a verse.
Open up, please, me,
Here as the bottom is cold and pressure,
It is a pity that in the shadows I, here a dim light ...
From under the feet goes white light ... you are not for me ...
then I do not ...