My whole life is a black square of Malevich.
And the way in which the traces, someone crippled
A bold move each and every minute my
Goes into the tunnel, though falling into the abyss.
I do not mind to live happily, but a stake
In breast sacrificed every day and in each of dreams
Yes, I know, I would be happy to leave everything and jump down
Thus gratify your every whim naive.
It's not so easy but the problems used
No place to live, but resist believing in tomorrow - crazy.
The ups and downs so often tormented soul
But the reality is not a game - no code, I was unarmed.
Fate does not spoil - meetings, after parting.
Do not kiss on the forehead happiness, it is not paying attention.
In the void of pain cry again blood on the wall
Do not go against him, he walked against the system.
Again in the light smoke again sad, like a mime.
Once again plagued my soul, as if the world is one.
Morning will wash away the pain again, ulcers drag on the word.
And once again call me & quot; old friend & quot;
Whatever it was all in the curve of the track
No one to minimize, if God's fool - born from outside.
Nothing to take home with them, will not take the ark of Noah,
Inside, now is not the soul, and processed pus.
As an outcast hope for themselves, in an attempt to take off,
But the body biting whip or fisherman put the network.
Failing to get out. I like a slave in tight shackles.
Not having time to start, I understand - inevitable collapse.
Not rich now, and do not sit in a golden cage
Nerves as rope, do not rush. But the life of the chest
Someone pulls sucking like a Dementor pain.
Wounds bleed, so why rub salt on them?
And again in the light smoke again sad, like a mime.
Once again plagued my soul, as if the world is one.
Morning will wash away the pain again, ulcers drag on the word.
And once again call me & quot; old friend & quot;
