Our whole life is a solid game
We are moving from simple to complex, it's high time.
Run up the stairs, holding on to his head,
Losing hands on the clock, being late for youth,
We are all trying to achieve something in life,
The main thing is not to make a mistake when choosing a path,
Get on your feet, look around - and go,
Build life and think about what lies ahead.
But the goals are achievable, the barriers are imaginary,
The illusion is the new ruins,
After all, everything is back to square one:
From simple to complex, and our life is a game.
The movement is in tension,
Are we walking right? Dizziness
Accompanied by a white light,
This is not the end of everything, the end of another summer.
There will be many such moves ahead
Go ahead, go, people will help you,
Make your way into the world yourself, not thinking about what will happen,
Act so that no one will forget about it.
Again I see a strange vision:
On the table is a note with a new message,
Another ghost left him for me.
