[Intro:]
What does it cost them, without any plan
Leave the art class and went into space on their own

[Verse 1:]
We're not moving fast, we're moving forward
Backs of the lives are being hunched by the rusty steel
They want here to be all bright and colorful
But you can't see the sunset because of the fog
Where and who to steal — bread, salt, the craft
Gently and sneaky, painfully and evil
My angel won't be in time to get in my way
If I've forgotten how to breathе this night
Mom's voluptuous and sad look
Anyone who's not afraid of her — is a liar
A hussy and a hero will gеt a tic
Beholding the countenance of her in convulsions of autumn
Will fill with the longing, up to the bliss
The caring singing in the spinal cord
Walls only know how I was groaning delusional
Mom, I'll get things done
And be back

[Hook:]
Quietly calls
Sad brothers
Tenderly sings
Arms wide open
Feeling down, slipped
The world has gotten too small
Bring back what you've taken
Put that back
[Chorus:]
Quietly calls
Sad brothers
Tenderly sings
Arms wide open
Got lost, got tired
The world has gotten too small
Bring back what you've taken
Put that back

[Verse 2:]
Color, taste and shape were known to my fear
A thief would be surprised by the stuff we have in our backpacks
With us those, who realized how shiny it was
Corridor of carnival mirrors, at least
Got tired walking but not too happy going home
Anyone who's not afraid of her — is a liar
And I'd have lost track of these identical days
But she loves me so much, and she is always waiting for me
A sincere fan of looking down from the bridge
By the reason, if you'd like to know
They know and listen to my disrupted rock
The downed dogs, sleeping along the roads
Wriggles like a knitting needle — the needle in the egg
Soon, the stamp on her face will burn
The soldier will cross the fingers in a crosspiece
So that the last crusade will be beautiful
[Hook:]
Quietly calls
Sad brothers
Tenderly sings
Arms wide open
Feeling down, slipped
The world has gotten too small
Bring back what you've taken
Put that back

[Chorus:]
Just how good she is — mom is in a white dress
Waiting, holding her breath
Arms wide open
Got lost, got tired
The world has gotten too small
Bring back what you've taken
Put that back

[Outro:]
We're not moving fast, we're moving forward
Backs of the lives are being hunched by the rusty steel
They want here to be all bright and colorful
But you can't see the sunset because of the fog