Текст песни Безликий Эха - 2. Хроники Мима

Chronicles of a mime, the days fly by
Someone looks at me fictitiously from under their brows
Would all this remind me of a movie script
If reality weren't tough and stable
Walking among people with a painted face
To stand out and not be like them
So as not to throw the team and the reins
For everyone to shout: "What is this? Oh god"
And I will roam the gray planet like that
And I will fill my pockets with death
From birth, the spider envelops in a net
Convicts chained in a circle roam
Lonely on the inside, merry on the outside
Sour candy, it can't get any worse
Communicating with a person, as if with a cold
There is only one question: "what the fuck is this necessary?"

And even though everything around me looks lousy
I smile at passers-by, even though the smile is fake
And what is hidden under the tons of makeup?
Secret archives or "Chronicles of a mime"

And even though everything around me looks lousy
I smile at passers-by, even though the smile is fake
And what is hidden under the tons of makeup?
Secret archives or "Chronicles of a mime"

And so every day in the same a priori
In the city of actors, I change roles
Feeling strange in an adequate coma
When you're lonely but didn't get it
When I would like to find contact with someone
To meet with joy the sunrise and sunset
Or maybe make a contract with the devil?
Put a cross next to it and you are insanely happy
You look at people, the goods are packaged
I put all exits and entrances on the bolts
Until that very person appeared
Which will break the cycle in a special way
And in the middle of a carnival of gloomy pictures
Among the night lights he wanders alone
Who's trying to paint this world?
Lonely wanderer, silent mime

And even though everything around me looks lousy
I smile at passers-by, even though the smile is fake
And what is hidden under the tons of makeup?
Secret archives or "Chronicles of a mime"

And even though everything around me looks lousy
I smile at passers-by, even though the smile is fake
And what is hidden under the tons of makeup?
Secret archives or "Chronicles of a mime"