Текст песни Крылья - Joy Division

We were dying under the Joy Division
         Columns tore shelves of decibels
         I asked you to do a quieter

         And the evening dipped into the cool did not dare
         Overflowing our compressed thoughts
         Overflowing me to the limit.
 
                The fog clears,
                We will have to fall asleep again.
                So little time
                We have left for love.

        We were dying under the Joy Division
    Under the clatter of bottomless crystal glasses
        Under the loud rustle of someone on the roof

          We climbed higher and higher
          Dull fingers with dull stars
          We were dying under the Joy Division.

           The fog clears,
           We will have to fall asleep again.
           So little time
           We have left for love.
           Dreams will be dissolved
           Tickets will end in the cinema
           Hope flickers,
           But for each other we are nobody

      We were dying under the Joy Division