Singer: Kurara

How many days you live in my soul?
I'm sitting on Malysheva, then heat,
I think toes are exactly.
I do not want to think, I want to run,
I want to lie there, not breathing.
I read the past on the new.

If you see what I see - this is normal.
All that is really very individual.
If you think someone is watching you
It's true.
If I see what you're seeing is normal.
All that you knew until now, this so - approx.
All that you have done all that could - so tiring.
Everything you thought
or is it that you blew,
or is it that you blew,
and then change your mind,
or is it that I knew until now, this so - approx.

Texts - these are portals to the head in the middle.

once thought...
then we sat a bit and thought again.
then another and another.
then stopped was no way.
a lot of times thought. and once a lot.
at the same time. thought and thought. already could not get up.
even had to lie down. just lay and thought.
he closed his eyes, not to interfere and thought and thought and thought.
any movement was impossible - all thoughts distilled.
all. heart has ceased to beat even. lay. silent. and they all thought.
do not hurt already.
all.

Talk to me a bastard.
Hello morning, Hello.
I'm coming to the end station,
Jacket gray fingers.
The spring.
Spring blue eyes, beautiful legs.
A year without sleep makes you be strong.
The unbearable lightness of being.
Eternal music revolves.
Spinning the earth under their feet.
A cold cure people
Hiding from the wind lips.
The spring.

The light in the window, as the light at the end of the tunnel.
All week singing voices this song to me:
"God is
Even here.
Here you music,
Here's the text."