Текст песни Плакса - Город разбитых стекол

Chill broken glass
Tear on the cheek of the glass,
Just do not have windows,
Just do not mirror ...
Let alone around the wall,
To break his hands in the blood ...
Just do not be in vein
I love to run ...
And on the empty lines of the point,
And the empty faces of tears,
In an empty world alone.
And empty words - a splinter,
And let the person - people,
They do not shine empty star
And let life forget,
He to whom it is too late ...
(To whom it is too late !!!)
And your heart
No more
Feel the heat.
These words are too few,
In order not to miss them ...
And empty hands - hands,
And empty pleas:
Believe it, believe me !!!
Why are you getting? ..
I without you is easier to wait for death !!!
With trembling fingers,
drenched thoughts
I close my life,
Words and numbers
Behind as always
I hear the sound of steps,
I was preparing death
But it was not ready ...
And your heart
No more
Feel the heat.
These words are too few,
In order not to miss them ...