Lyrics Игорь Кутузов - Льётся, бьётся, течёт

Now the expectation, as if in a dream -
With a naughty hand it turns a watch
There, on the fourth wall
The scratch is the same day as everyone else.
My loneliness is unnecessary time
Puts traps, takes the springs
Crumbles a bait everywhere, clings
On rusty hooks, bait, bait,
What time is looking at the door
Believing that I myself will cut the shoulder straps,
I’ll push you away, I will renounce, and I will go out now
Prisoner of war.

I saw the sun, I saw God so close -
What I understood, it is better to believe than to know.
While my body is sleeping, you can stand in the kitchen,
Look out the window, remember
How it pours, beats, flows, drips the light
In the house opposite, in the window,
Where I'm reflected now,
So far there is no one here.
I tried time, a minute tastes
Like almonds, and an hour - like water from a tap.
While I'm with you now, you can look out the window,
Recall,
How it pours, beats, flows, drips the light,
How the blood spilled by the sky cries.
Ah, how easy it is, where I have never been to you ...
You can look out the window, remember.

While my body is sleeping while he is not with me,
Waiting a weak trembling hand
It starts a clock on the table,
Either a network above his head,
Where it pours, beats, flows, drips the light,
As in the house opposite, in the window,
Where I'm still reflected now,
And I am no longer.