Текст песни nellson - в комнате серых стен

I heard the sounds of laughter
The room has walls of gray.
How thin fingers run over the keys
"Do, re, mi, fa, sol"
And cheeks rolls salt loss and pain.
Laughter is heard in the room every Thursday,
Breaking echoed against the walls.
Sometimes, on Sundays, there is lit a bright light,
But no one knows what,
The room has walls of gray, a person lives,
Who likes to play in the minor and all the same
"Do, re, mi, fa, sol"