Lyrics 05.Копюшон - Аэробус

If I have nothing to say, then it's not so bad.
If I have no one to say to whom, I must have died.
If sadness lives in the hearts, then it is so necessary,
Every second passer-by shakes his heart in an urn.
I can not forget that I became a day,
Stupid birds will sit down to freeze their paws.
God will not allow you to fly up like a flock of ducks,
But I would like, like them, to touch the sky with the wing.
And, maybe, the wind is against us, or, on the contrary,
So that by leaps and bounds I will burn the ground.
I am so rich in low sin and therefore spoil everything,
That's why my eyes are completely drowning in lines.
I see life under the sheets, so many fly so fast,
Motley shots in response to inventing sadness.
I do not want to have a contract with filthy anger,
I would not want to fly away, knowing that I will not return.
If it rains today, I'll meet him right away.
If the sun shines today, it will meet us.
Between people and the gray sky there are speech defects,
Between you and me there is a place of unsolved phrases.
Do not close it today at the castle, soaked, and at home.
I pour soup on a plate and put it on the bed.
I do not like fishing, Dad, it also hurts to be a fish.
It's easy, probably, only for those who do not die.
And I'm not ashamed to talk about my feelings loudly,
It's a shame to hide yourself from them, but give them to others.
And my music is always a running on needles,
If you heard it once, do not give it to others.

I thought birds see life, fish have a voice.
The edge of the rain strip divides the film into pros and cons.
I was just crazy with a ticket to the airbus,
And the music has become everything to me, like a terrible dope.

I thought birds see life, fish have a voice.
The edge of the rain strip divides the film into pros and cons.
I was just crazy with a ticket to the airbus,
And the music has become everything to me, like a terrible dope.

I was able to master only the track without the motherboard, sorry.
Ragged muscles look for a trace to turn on the light.
I do not want to, but I put my conscience in the wound forever.
I write many words, but I do not give an answer.
All of us were touched by this life by the ringing blow of the gong,
I did not meet angels among people, that's for sure.
Angels are near people, I'm not looking for them anymore,
A superfluous look at the sky only puts an ellipsis.
But around tens of thousands of kilometers of night.
Draft squeezes the hinge, presses on the strings of the fretboard
I look at the ceiling, think dust, draw lines.
I can not fall asleep today, glue the brain to rhyme.
Between utopia and happiness running along a thin line,
Between the earth and the sky is a precipice in our heads.
If once God decides that I am superfluous on earth,
Let him cut a life by a chisel and put a flag.
So having designated for others that sin eats the soul,
So that the wild beast learned to move beyond the barriers.
I always tear forward, I climb, I want to be better.
Where a man made a mistake, God was right.

I thought birds see life, fish have a voice.
The edge of the rain strip divides the film into pros and cons.
I was just crazy with a ticket to the airbus,
And the music has become everything to me, like a terrible dope.

I thought birds see life, fish have a voice.
The edge of the rain strip divides the film into pros and cons.
I was just crazy with a ticket to the airbus,
And the music has become everything to me, like a terrible dope.

I thought birds see life, fish have a voice.
The edge of the rain strip divides the film into pros and cons.
I was just crazy with a ticket to the airbus,
And the music has become everything to me, like a terrible dope.