Singer: Caste

I waited for him all summer from work to five
Strange it is to wait for someone who can't come
I wonder if he was watching over me from heaven?
How I envied the neighbor: he has a father.

It remained untouched, but outside the door there's darkness.
It's my children's room full of machines and robots.
It all exactly as I left it there.
Yes, let will disappear the pile of trash to hell.
Who are these posters, games, magazines, books?
Store it not see, mother, occasion.
Take and just throw it all why would you?
My old mother lives, as in a dream, what's with her?
Long ago matured her son, and she all does not want to believe.
She still comes into the nursery and hear her in my laugh.
I have a taxi waiting her again waiting for the loneliness.

Let the celebration lasts,
I'm with her as if in a dream;
And imagine I do not want
That the feelings will fade, or that we don't.
And let this
The attack of happiness - now I'm stupid and blind!
I laugh in the face of those who cry in vain,
What them apart only death.
This fable, we cool
But we know it will end.
And there ulcer, asthma, alas, no,
As the fear of loneliness.
Let's make it quieter
Hubbub, choke routine.
And finally we'll meet
Truly at this second!

Will I look to those who I
Every day encircles on the sly, try,
Like to see us something
Long hurt, you look at the new.
Here they look back at me
With the inquiry: "I see!"
I'm just glad to see you there then
The long-awaited the like is not issued.
In warm words, I will hush up
Omissions, will remove contradictions
Accumulated between us
And not one, it will be easier for me.
I can't help it, and suddenly
Laughing from how it turned out
It is easy to free ourselves from the Obuz -
Always be so!

Ice spinning carousel of snow barbed needles;
Torn, caught in a net, a ferocious white tiger.
A solid veil of impenetrable blind horizon,
And Blizzard turns white space wheel.

The problem is that you need skill
In order not to let people confuse kindness with lohovstvo.
Gloomy masks those that is most -
This method deletetsky, it spoils all the mood.
Serious assy friendly Shine
Not afraid of ridicule, not about me.

The world is going crazy, but I'm on the world do not hold a grudge;
And even through the fog in the light necessary to see.

Not, of course, I am for peace throughout the world.
But how? I'm not delusional, I look like a fool?
I wish all men well, this is understandable.
All, except those bastards that hurt us.
No, but what don't you know who we did a crisis?
Don't you watch TV?
Yes, these bastards just want us here to arrange.
And we need them to just be, what is there to argue!
Now, if it was not used we have nuclear bombs
All of us would now be slaves, and would have long ago.
Need to stop soon with them rassusolivat,
And it took damn style of mane, and all nod.
So here we spawn an army of traitors.
Plant them or send all to hell.
Wait, where are you, Hey, stand up a little more.
Okay bro, hug, go with God.

Networks oputa, for me, crawling like a spider, primal fear.
Between us, and we whirl in the dance like moths around the campfire.
Strange, but if there is no soul, no music, just you're around
Inside of me the flame tongues scurry searing through the capillaries.
Palms wet, sticking to waist, fly to Dali in Dali in Dali.
Oh, that slow dance. Will remain in memory only this moment,
From the head all the removing, and in the distance the school hours dial spreads
Pastel as Given.

Went first minute. Probably, we dance.
Oh, I was confused; how shyness was to face her.
I quietly rejoiced; I was near to madness;
Nobody in the world knew what secret I wore!
What if she's already on to something?
- There's a dream I lived that dance.
And here, I felt the fabric of the sweater on her hips
And heart started with a Bang breaking my ribs.

This thing is beating like a fist, creating a mysterious fear.
In cave paintings do not have such a and hot in the cave, but not from the fire.
Thus was born the new feeling, it's like the leader pulls over the horizon,
Find the heart with the same beating of the pulse and start singing with him in unison.

We want bad roads! We want to bend the horn.
We want to live not in the proc, and debt, just to make an example.
Our sworn enemies, smack on the cheek
All they're plotting, but all the more to us!
And let the yoke hard, but we have ties-ties!
We are all here together with us, the grandparents from the crypt.
Let everyone know that there is on earth a people -
Who is the king, over whom is God.

- Withered wife died, did not wait for men.
- Where are their husbands, where so many of them wearing?
- The enemies to fight are gone for a long time all.
- And where enemies with his formidable army?
- There, across the river, where once lived our brothers.
- Where they are now? What became of the brothers?
- We brothers have become sworn enemies.
- But where is the reason to go to perdition?
- Those who remember it, long ago in their graves.

Remains database: kindness, honesty and intelligence.
Who do not, are people really?