Текст песни Даин Морийский - Голоса Мертвых

She usually comes to morning
Not releasing cigarettes from hand
It lights light and turns on the kettle
Barely moving on drunk
And charges his favorite compact
And all that happens so no longer accidental

She hears
Dead voices

And he is all looking for a better goal
Disappointed in the Heavenly Father
He sees holy in every stupid sheep
Always in headphones in the subway tunnel
Vruba Regga Blues and Old Hardrock
Relax, jamming the chalk, you are too risk

When you hear
Dead voices

She wars alone and evil,
She has long slept everything
Cases, Break on Lunch, Meetings
And somewhere in the mirror at the bottom
Froze the question, come on, remember
Mistress, mother, wife? Who are you, who are you?

You hear
Dead voices

He never hurries nowhere
Says to whom and how to live
Marry, point knives? Thank you, dismiss.
But someone listens and someone sings
And he once meets her
And again they are together and again on a platoon