Текст песни Комплексные числа - продолжение себя

We are at an impasse
In the problem of finding meaning
Internal & quot; i & quot;
All sentient beings.
But, as always,
Thoughts seem to be madness
Like everything around -
Empty clots of substances.

Extreme other haunts us.
If our world is for everyone
Appears in similar colors
It seems so easy for us
For all find now
Life path
In the radiance of happy eyes ...

we
Draw the world like that
To love
All
Take as
Continuation of yourself

Where
The whole world is all one
Organism,
Where
Impossible words
Envy, cynicism.

Well, what about life?
She is subject to her laws.
Practice is wiser
Than the argument of abstract ideas.
And love is always
Only a means for happiness,
Happiness what to achieve
Perhaps a hundred ways.
Change of formations, epochs and ideas
Hundreds of ways opened
For everyone, but as before
In each fate of a separate
Always most people -
Only the scenery in the cycle of days

Us
It is not given to build a world
Where love
Everything
Will take us like
Continuation of yourself.

But
I will not spill
Tears about him.
we
On the natural road we go.

However now
The door is closed in the past,
And turning back
No more, believe me.
Maybe it's really worth taking a chance now.
And try to find
Our painted path.

I wash my hands here ...