Текст песни SkyF1TaR - Осколки

[Chorus:]

You have no idea how much
shards cut painfully
Of a crystal dream
smashed on the floor of this room
From under the coffee table I'll pick it up again
Hearts heal faster when we are young
You have no idea how much
shards cut painfully
Of a crystal dream
smashed on the floor of this room
From under the coffee table I'll pick it up again
Hearts heal faster when we are young

Double faded in my eyes, dazzles in my head,
The station, and the windows and doors on the train should be beaten;
Minus the Beatles on the iPod put it on repeat
Everything seems to have leveled off, just do not rush
Along the lines of wires and past the lines of someone's roofs
It is raining on the roofs, it would be better if it is drizzling?
The empty carriage creaks, and the head is bursting at the seams,
Another run, another repeat, and now Moscow
At the beginning of a new week, the courtyards were covered with snow,
A sad crowd of people buried snow in the snowdrifts
It's only colder outside, inside is the same degree
I left the house - it's cold, I even rejoice at it,
And again sleep for three hours, coffee and black tea,
Laugh in front of others' eyes, howl like hell at night
Stupid statuses to enter and press delete,
How funny it is to try to remove feelings

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I see many empty faces on the subway every day
Maybe they once built bridges too
But shaky supports fell into the darkness
It's not a laugh of fortune, I'm just a fool
You can't go back, it's dark ahead
Tea sediment in the saucer wakes up the light of day
I flew too high not to crash
On illusory wings, a stupid white bird
I thought we'd hang there back to back
But the wind quickly found out - I'm still a chick
That which glittered from afar with gold coins
Turned out to be glare on steel armor
When in a dream it seems to me that spring has come
I'm afraid my soul won't let go of sleep
But everyday life wakes up again, the rain is before my eyes, the station
It could have been different if I knew

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Inscribed on yellow cells a thin girlish
profile,
Do not fall asleep on sheets, but drink more coffee,
Do not lower gloves, but stand in a rack,
Stay resilient, even sacrificing so much
Insomnia gives rise to thoughts, and thoughts give rise to lines
I entrust letters to old gray Nokia to nowhere
To write about feelings in rhyme is ridiculous and childish,
Then you won't show these texts to anyone
How can you not show the scars from shards of indifference
Smile with muscle spasm of an innocent cute face
Perhaps she is uncomfortable, maybe even in paint
I was not offended, I understand everything perfectly
And there is no place for a happy ending in this winter fairytale
Music will remember, love flows through your fingers
When the snow melts, what will melt with it?
Will a verse end or a new song start?

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