Текст песни Yantars - Calabria

I think
I won't see this place again
goodbye
my white walls
and the rest of flat
darling friends,
you haven't been like that for me
mere words, mere claims.

Take me to the plane
to Calabria
Catanzaro
I think I'm gonna die there

Pale faces
restless people
fake members
of my troubled sleeps
I'm trying to
cut through the wall of shelter
does it really matter?
does it really matter?

Take me to the plane
to Calabria
Catanzaro
I think I'm gonna die there

break:
put away these shelters..
and take me to the plane

Yes, in the plane
to Calabria
Catanzaro
I think I'm gonna die there