Текст песни Адаптация Пчёл - Магистраль

the cold rain
significant losses
cross-cutting wounds
fall flocks
nobody wanted
but childhood shot the door
all fly around and understand
time is short

airplanes on the back
in dilated pupils - the road
and my sun on the needle
they unrolled train
falling to sleep
It will be a long pipe

I accept the fire itself
your pain tears and laughter
war against all
with yourself
My mental failure
years of sustained nonsense screens
time is short