Текст песни Quentyn - Человек и рыба в банке

Empty concrete room with no doors
Where a man's voice echo is very creation
As if hundreds of speakers as a drill
On the one tune
But including one-second delay
One man whose power has air
Quench your thirst with air fish
One creature with scales without a voice
Loses sighs with every loss of water
They are enamored of their
And his understanding each other's languages
They are in love without anger, shame
They're in love, love without the crowds
They need food
He treats the flesh itself
He treats her as if guests come
It is his guest nameless
A friend with a gift of water
They have hours
This 3-liter jar
Her world disappears
His bones are increasingly seen
Blood meter shaky but thinks Mr.
Constantly stumbling 1 ... 2 ... 3 ...