I hear how grey houses got tired in the night
It became too tight for them, they know so much.
Behind a thin wall there's the same scream,
And for the umpteenth time, in a circle, someone is told:
Breathe! Breathe! Breathe! Breathe!
Unreliable walls of panel buildings
Have absorbed the taste of victories and defeats,
And they spat it out
Right into my eye, right into your eye.
There’s no place to hide from a neighbour’s ear,
But, believe me, it’ll be absolutely deaf
When they will start to conjure over you,
And someone will tell you again and again:
Breathe! Breathe! Breathe! Breathe!
I don’t hear nothing,
I plugged my ears
I don’t know nothing
And I don’t need no one!
Breathe! Breathe! Breathe! Breathe!