Текст песни Даниил Невем - Смотрю в окно

It's not just the verse is not just a string,
I dedicate them to the one who outside the window,
And our views are impartial and cruel,
When we see the world that behind the glass ...

But I look out the window and see the field,
Untilled yellow rye field
It grazed the horses that will,
He played the children that are gone.

I kept looking out the window and see the thoughts,
They are in flight weave its nest,
Sometimes stuck, often Wisla
But a world without them is not worth anything.
 
And I look out the window and see the reflection,
I see two eyes and a sharp nose,
I see a flicker of wonder,
And I feel like a torn rope between us.

After all, it's not just a verse, not just a line,
I dedicate it to you, you're outside,
You're in a world where online is similar to the spinner,
A nickname and avatar - like syndrome ...