Текст песни самый маленький человек - Во мне

In me all the movies of the world,
Those who have little meaning.
All paper books,
Even those that have not yet laid out, not written.

And the music is everything - from symphonies
Before the wind noise at night in the summer.
Somewhere in the cold space,
Falling stars are burning the planet.

All fake orgasms and children's fears
When I have accumulated.
Blades decommissioned helicopter
And those black boxes that were broken.

Programs of all presidents,
Dead Poets Society.
Children in the stomachs and bellies themselves
Before and after the decrees.

Pipes Soviet factories,
Scabs on the greasy pillow.
Overheard conversations,
And groomed armpits.

To me it all! Even more,
Like a drop of sea water.
I know all - circumstance will,
But I can not avoid the hassle.