Lyrics зауголсебя - умирая не унывай

dying, do not despair, taking yourself out of the suit in ragged contours in the flight of wounded flocks, we came up on equal terms as then being in the forms covered with ugly skin could not in flight we are exactly equal to the energy streams piercing the city lights now we are free now we are alive and not profit that further beyond the bounds of learning to be a cycle or a new life, the bi-em emptied has changed into a quivering quickened there is no limit to the fences of the walls of the houses of the rooms there is no noise of cars and a flying bird flying past the puff of clouds seems to be devoid of its content drawing to us in the spectrum only obscure faces this flight is beautiful and no matter where he leads the paradise or the hell they were interested in / frightened as parrots spit this trip is beautiful without the weight of the costume from the epithelium to the sky pastel and if even reaching the limit again throw in the embryo remember this moment even getting older dying dying not be discouraged dying do not despond dying do not be depressed