Текст песни Лора Московская - А я просто сижу на полу

And I'm just sitting on the floor with his dream
The fact that someone would come into my door and stay here with me.
And for the time that he would be here, I need to tell him.
To learn how the world's cold birds that can not fly.

And that madness touched the thoughts of those who took the war.
And I'm afraid that sitting here on the floor, I hear their voices.
And that, looking in the mirror the night, you can see the light
A silhouette of him unjustly lain under a stone of our hearts

What about the house pointless wandering people who died a long time ago.
Thoroughfare is absolutely not necessary, but, in general, I do not care.
And that the power source has dried up, slammed the door before the light
And the fact that people are maimed each other, forgetting one of us the beast.

But as long as the road winds and blizzards raging blizzard.
The voices of strangers sing me a song for many weeks.
I sit and wait for someone unknown a century winter.
And there is nobody to tell me - how terrible hell.