Нет

Spring drops summer in autumn,
The winter wind will cry in the night,
Wake up brutally,
The dawn of the morning pulls noon
And swallows slippery rays
In the evening, from the east.
Someone courageous penetrates me,
Someone modifies me,
Someone just turns me,
Someone, trusting, checks me.
Breaking into the world of broken dreams,
It accelerated up to a hundred knots,
The bottomless walls we find the answer,
Breaking on the word"no, no, no.
Hand under the feet will throw bones
Attack of anger nerves перемкнет
Sudden "get",
Pages hammering in nails
In the area of the heart, we lose stroke -
Again, all over again.
Someone at the side of the cuts me,
Someone quietly escapes me,
Someone is accusing me,
Someone who sells and buys me.
A set of people in the tunnel -
Психотелесный cocoon.
My scream die at the goal
And will be unfamiliar.
When opened wounds
Your eye fibres,
I struggled insects
In the muddy glass windows.
Words - business - duel...
In the language of the familiar
We find the answer
My scream die at the goal
Overnight insects,
Breaking on - no, no, no, no