маяк - Воздушных замков силуэт - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Loneliness cut into slices. He continued to crush himself into a shapeless dough to fly out new words and more. He laughed, but everything is as before. He sobbed, but still - everything is as before. He broke his voice from the habit, the last match painted a silhouette, every day smeared like a pancake, did not know why, but pretended to die. Dawn’s milk got one, completely alone. I woke up in the evening from the cold.