Текст песни Резиновый Ежик - Разлуки

Cold hands parting
Compress us more and more often
Ropes of outstretched arms
With a noose around his neck - for good luck
We look ahead gloomily
Trying to forget what was
On the faces of yesterday's losses
Dust covered glasses

Entangled in old networks
We rip the hooks out of our palms
And dripping blood on the snow
We think about defense
Thoughtfulness of gas chambers
Pushes us into the abyss of love
In oblivion under the clouds
At night we see the lights

And trying to escape from suffocation
We are leaving our friends
And separation cold hands
Squeeze harder and harder