Song: Silence

Time tearing to pieces every day is a cry,
And only the ringing in my ears dissolves the moment.
And if everything is OK, you will hear your laughter
This time laughs loudly, throwing his head up.
If something is wrong, tear low moan
The grit will fall to the bottom, a muddy stream of time.
And sometimes only time and emptiness
Nothing happens, silence...

I can't hear what you want, and hear what you have to,
My only moans pouring,
And with every hour these moans become quieter
And sometimes it so happens that I do not hear them.

Loneliness is scary and takes me prisoner,
I hear a quiet creaking circulatory systems,
Heart hit on the head by a huge hammer of pain
And corrosive to the eyes from serving salt...