LEARN LYRICS

A box of memories

And holidays

Half a life in every attempt

And the other half in metal clamps

It's already a classic

Following the carrot with your breath right behind

A millimetric disorder

Brings me to the place

Carries out my purpose

Of being knife and prey at once

It's not that tragic

Playing with distance and inheriting its loneliness

Winter barracks

Breaking their silence

Ice dolls

Witnesses of this confinement

The mourning was so long that in the end

I almost confuse it with my home

First-aid kits for amnesiacs

Overseas legends

Little pre-Soviet soldiers

I sealed my own private War and Peace

There's a mystery

Of maps that don't lead to the treasure

Nor to epicenters

About to explode

They're the laws of physics

And time doesn't put itself in my place

It's already a classic

I lost the pass and now I wait for the emissary

that will never arrive

Winter barracks

Breaking their silence

Ice dolls

Witnesses of this confinement

The mourning was so long that in the end

I almost confuse it with my home

No matter how much I go back

I can't find my memories

I look for them, I dream them

What's mine is already foreign

The edges fell

And the glass is already full

And now I just try to empty it

I only need to take off

The mourning was so long that in the end

I almost confuse it with my home