Текст песни Игорь Иванченко - 9 квадратных метров

The soul does not find shelter -
There was also flown.
And there was enough used nine
Square meter body.

Square meter - on the porch,
In order to watch at times,
As the sun sleepy face
Shielding the mountain.

Two meters from the left corner,
Where is near the little window
B could be kept marching trash
For blizzards, rain and sun.

Square meters, where the hearth
It fits with a vengeance,
To the fire smoked tea
With fragrant herbs.

In a dream - two meters from the wall,
Where hanging clocks,
Yes meter, which used my guilt
Fragmentation thoughts

We grow together in rows on the table,
What is the pain my cool.
Yes, a couple of meters in the world,
When I will not.