Текст песни kommunikaция - в каждой хорошей песне

Moved to another megapolis, I feel good because you no longer say,
What happened to you somewhere and you feel something except.
I'm fine, I'm not alone, with me draft, dark goat, Essa, garage.
It does not matter that people will leave because they did not understand.

I am ashamed for everything I causing, I am ashamed for everything I did not have time.
It is ashamed for the fact that this result is the only thing that has become possible.
Over the courtyard in the orange orange light beats the snow.
I hope that you will not freeze that you will withstand everything and continue.

I would like to tell you a lot of thanks / sorry, I'll see sometimes like you are in a taxi.
With some sake, one and you don't know what to do
With this life, what began to crush too much.
I want you to be happy, not with me, no. But somewhere.

Lonely people in the salons of trolley buses, crowds in the metro wagons,
consisting of lonely the same - deceived, with the pain of clogged inside.
I can't help them. I am a catastrophe itself.
But I chose one here, for whom I was ready for everything. More precisely, one.

I did not cope. I did not make it in time. I did not take out. I climbed. Sorry.
Run in the carousel horses, such funny, in a circle.
I am too bad to be real, happy, and nearby
but let me stay symbol for me
- what everyone is looking for each other.

I know that you are not alone. I know, we better not see.
What I tell you I can do how to explain and fix.
I am the same guy with problems, surviving suicide.
Which is waiting around the corner, with a cold knife October.

I wanted to be good and so that no one suffered. Especially because of me.
But for each of these steps, we will pay the instrument of daggers in the feet.
We are guilty that we want to be probably, or I do not have time to understand,
Why turned the piercing pain - my every act.

It is necessary to go to the end. To the limit, to death, called.
Not for not clinging, do not wait for gratitude ... and without darling.
And you remember: for feelings did not have enough or actions, nor words to me.
You see the sunny wind in the sky, the polar paints patterns ...
So, you are beautiful.

I now constantly drive the house, say that I'm sorry - not to say anything.
You go through the blizzard endless, on the planet whose name is winter.
I will be war with thoughts that appear on the machine and pull back.
I want to stop this fight, I want pain to send to a damn mother.

I broke. And again the machine will shoot anyone, and anyone,
anyone and love and good and at least something will be sustainable
New day, new, I cry again, wakes up: Lifting!
But I see through the dream These windows are glowing in the polar night.

You love light and warm. For me, becoming synonymous with words:
"Love", "Light" and "warmth".
Forever, how much we did not lie for years.
You wander completely alone, past five-story buildings in the ice.
And you are unlikely to understand how much I do not want it to you.

I remember every moment in this can be sinking and falling.
And you can go away only by loving that I actually did.
Thunderstorm over the Finnish bay and my soul has become Padal.
There is nothing more stupid that you can say, but I will say: you forgive me, I did not want.

Everyone wants to find a way. Everyone wants to find a house.
Everyone wants to love, be loved and wants to be happy.
Just know what I wish you only the best, crying and remember.
And that in every good song you need to say goodbye.