Текст песни Ev.Ro - Мальчик

Boy

There is no way further

I lived with him before



And in old age, the boy looks eyes

He understands there is no way further

At the mirror in the eyes without colors and falsehood

Only one phrase I lived with him before



And in old age, the boy looks eyes

He understands there is no way further

At the mirror in the eyes without colors and falsehood

Only one phrase I lived with him before



When twenty -five and forty

Even twice then you think everything

Anchor on the side to the bottom in the harbor and sleep

Eternal satellite with you on the scales

Long -forgotten last flight

The smell of freedom and space is not here somewhere

You are drowning water in the hold

There is a gap there

You don't know how much it remains for you to leave all



What a pity that in 25 I'm standing now

From the past by eyes in the mirror, also

I did not understand the flaw

Lessons without taking away

I did not try to talk to me not an ulcer



The feeling that you are already at the bottom

From a misunderstanding of processes in your head

And so every day with you tete-a-tet

You look at the boy

But there is no way out



And in old age, the boy looks eyes

He understands there is no way further

At the mirror in the eyes without colors and falsehood

Only one phrase I lived with him before



And in old age, the boy looks eyes

He understands there is no way further

At the mirror in the eyes without colors and falsehood

Only one phrase I lived with him before



The twenty -fifth division is a quarter of a hundred

Stereotypical thinking from the shelf.

My canvas is always like that

I found a green door while the fact

I don't know how soon Stop

The motor will stand

How scary it will become then then

And all the cheese of the boron from the fact that

Brains with the body are now and then

Do not diverge to the limits

Disproportionate loss of itself is seething

In the evenings, it takes me to the fierce trip

But I'm still here

The head is not wilted

To move away from the mirror

Lyrics of the song Diary

Even though I am still two

I recall the days

Where the fuse arose with you

In the eyes, fingering the lights

I need the same rhythm

Raising the storm inside

And in the reflection of the middle finger well, the old man see



And in old age, the boy looks eyes

He understands there is no way further

At the mirror in the eyes without colors and falsehood

Only one phrase I lived with him before



And in old age, the boy looks eyes

He understands there is no way further

At the mirror in the eyes without colors and falsehood

Only one phrase I lived with him before