Текст песни пустые - без сна

Warm people and not the people but warmer clothes
not warm lips and hot body battery
all damn night and day on the course and I'm getting old
I do not want do not want to but I do not want anything
I stay at home and this cold fingers numb
already I want to throw my gear
and almost naked
night on the waterfront
carelessly moored
But on February clothes stifles
night without sleep in the hope
that at the dawn of spring already
these
bursts blyadtsva and flattery
absurd actions
through circumstances change places
alone or together with it
and still be honest

without sleep
We fall into the abyss
We fall into the abyss
Kitsch and external luster

but without us would have fallen
into the abyss
I fell into the abyss
this world unleavened