Текст песни Мёртвые Осы - Зеркала

I draw the image on the pavement
Will he lives mirrored walls
Like my shadow in a beautiful dress
Nearby, just a pity that the image of it
Touch hand, I leave the memory
Handprints eyes looking
Even I did not have time to fix
The questions in silence, probably in vain?

Chorus
The city where I do not have
Some empty walls
Throughout the mirror break system network
No matter how much I paid
He does a little, in the schemes
She got confused,
tell me what to do?

Like in the maze, I can not hide,
I can not escape from their worlds,
The mirrors are my face
As memories of my steps
I will wave his hand, wiping the memory
How I wish, however, you can not! ...
Sorry I did not have time to fix it ....
I leave my image, followed by me ....