Music On the edge of the mountain, there is no day I saw the water, and today People pull their hands up, but to zero Everyone wants to take off that look from the phone It's good that it was my dream And there is a moral in the words While we eat sand, we kill the paradise We are looking for the ground on the fragments of the soil But we are again in our loneliness among the walls We move everything, we breathe everything The world is an ocean, and we seem to have a pool The enemy is the ice, we are digging in the ground And so our day disappears And around the technique of the march The voice of the elders is quiet Everyone is lying without action and has not even fallen But when the time of sleep comes, there will be that time When there will be that time, when people without charm Will understand us, and while Quietly children are sleeping There will be that time, people will take off the seal Then the sadness will disappear, and while Quietly children are sleeping There will be that time, when people without charm Will understand us, and while Quietly children are sleeping There will be that time, people will take off the seal Then the sadness will disappear, and while Quietly children are sleeping Again, the mill is not mine Where is that depth? High water is no longer there And it's not surprising Thousands of forests, no animals Where is it floating? And what about leaving the young? We are These are you Terminally, these are you God's children Happening with time Unheard Diva Who grows moss Independent Couch The whole volume of work is divided into two While still alive The grass is breathing The wind is blowing The gray clouds are pouring Rain Who is growing To drink and with what? The sun does not bake The forest grows And the little ones grow Children on the ground Looking at us And we are all for them Until this world disappears Until this world disappears Until this world disappears There will be that time When people are endlessly Catching eye on us, and while Quietly, children are sleeping There will be that time People take off their clothes Then sadness disappeared, and while Quietly, children are sleeping There will be that time When people are endlessly Catching eye on us, and while Quietly, children are sleeping There will be that time People take off their clothes Then sadness disappeared, and while Quietly children are sleeping People take off their clothes People take off their clothes People take off their clothes People take off their clothes