Текст песни Счётчик Мыслей - Серое небо

When your city will fall into the palm of the treacherous night
Millions of eyes will go out of his high-rise buildings
Only hands lights protruding from the asphalt
Cynically smiling indicate the direction
Again you go out on the avenue and slowly popolzёsh
Risking a herd of crazed
With him pack NEXT fifty rubles and a passport
The dream of a new world and a collection of rock zatёrty
You argue for the umpteenth time in the head with itself
Writing schemes, algorithms and motives
But even if we're right, it is sometimes
Mahnёsh hand on everything and traded the world for beer
Loneliness does not cure, but the brain can not stand
Care will be tomorrow, and now half a liter for the soul
You have tried many times to embrace arms summer rain
You have tried many times to embrace arms summer rain
About chaschё came the splashing puddles from under the wheels of cars

Your gray sky, again laughing at you
You hate yourself for what is now a
Is it so hard to just everyone understand everything
It does not make sense here at all wait for something

When the city wakes up, irritated at the alarm clock
And zagudyat machine bustle diluted morning
Buried in a blanket and trying not to wake up
You're going to pretend that this is all you do not need
I do not need a kettle of boiling water, socks, toothpaste
Dull clips on TV and news about bombings
Dull friends that always beg cigarettes
Study and work, society and prospects
Your poems and songs friendly pitch knocked the fuck
Yesterday's dreams of a better world, too zh..u
Advice, guidance and reproaches, all there
Concerts, overdrive, NATO and Europe
And spend the day in the gray mass flow
Snarling and cursing the fact that it is inevitable
After defeating all paws in the house, so it was less light
You walk into the darkness again so kindly and gently