Текст песни gillia - Соединенные

Instead of wet noise of rain, silent on the shoulders of ashes
And people like butterflies flying over the field
Closing the rockets closing themselves
And they fly where the wind blows

Right behind the dream right to someone's dream
Taking a photo of a letter with you
And the other memory of these people has deprived us
Opportunities to cross fate
Hate someone and gets close to someone

They will leave us forever
With this trust that is no one to apply
It is only important for them to reach the shore
And one goal is to get into the target
That's who is faithful and serious and if he says

That it burns all bridges to the lines, then most likely
Already about the drifting island
The laws are simple and all we need to do
Go aboard is a self -regulatory system

A bottle with a sealed neck
Verbs in an imperfect form
Cliche of own stories
Thousands of separation stories
Inside of which they grown tightly or dispersed too hard

So far, homeless
Close through cluttered corridors and rooms
And dozens feed hundreds of millions
Our mercy hits like electricity
as hugs do not reach the ground for short lightning
And we will die with or without a bomb bomb

People without earlobes and skin defects
People with damaged souls
People in medical masks and long black robes
In a suffocating layer between space and soil
We just want to make this concrete dome rise
From under which the streams of gossip and nicotine will pour
Knocking down the way
Mashed and hiding that friendship became prey
Your Majesty here is our greatness

Gross national happiness and beliefs collapse so easily
While scaders imagine themselves hunters
While scaders imagine themselves hunters
Hostages of cold circumstances want to be more correct and more careful

This is a model of behavior that teaches not to believe your eyes
And does not allow each other to hear
I'm afraid that each of us once wake up
Did not find that his brother is no longer breathing