Текст песни The Last Secret of Houdini - Беcцветная Оболочка Человеческого Счастья

I , every day,
Tyanuchuyu we hear worms
I offer a gift
Stars, prevailing at the altar ...

everything
Is There -
What is not !
all
stars -
Not close in the box !

divide
horizon and
Opening the set of pencils ,
Draw
All seasons
Of the big rain !
Loud rain !
as the disease
potter
In scraps doubt ...
As a disease ...

Wag , bar - the sky disappeared !
Teak , tremor - a drop from the canvas ...
All myth - only real abyss !
Open! Stash is empty ...

Who will paint a dream ?
Release the bird
Prostrate on the ground -
Wings torn ...
crackle clavicle
My , the one who took her hands
Stars gifts and hid
At a depth of extinct eyes ...
I - lost colors!