Текст песни Воскресенье - Я сам из тех...

I myself am one of those who hid behind the door
Who could go on but does not go
Who could say but just silently waiting
Spirit who fell and no not believe in anything
My soul is silent tears pouring
I sang a song she sounded
I'm tired of singing I did not start again
Do not take the first step and do not look ahead
I'm the one whose mind is just past lives
I'm the one whose voice is deaf and therefore
By shining heights of not calling
I am kind of good but did anyone
I bird weak hard for me to fly
I'm the one who before his death, hardly breathing
And it is not difficult to sing to me about it
I still sing after all who would hear