Текст песни Полюса - Киборг едет в Выборг

This weather until the new year
It is unlikely to be kept.
Soon to go
All sorts of ice water,
And those who are turned in the DNA code -
Languish on a plate,
Hide gray faces,
And the foreheads of the hydrocarbon.

Fragile curlicues binary code
And ready to break
On zeros unit,
Years of decay for weeks.
And the light mysteriously LEDs
And the neighbors can not sleep,
Matrix mother,
Tired of oxygen ...

In two weeks
In the guise of a man in the body -
In two weeks,
In two weeks...

Cyborg goes to Vyborg,
Cyborg goes to Vyborg,
Cyborg goes to Vyborg,
Cyborg goes to the Vyborg ...

He would be closer to the burner plate
In small stoves,
The creaky rocking chair:
Samovar and gatherings.
Chilled fingers - ringing arrows.
Both the upper shelf,
And red squirrels,
And fuss about dish ...

In two weeks
In the guise of a man in the body -
In two weeks,
In two weeks...

Cyborg goes to Vyborg,
Cyborg goes to Vyborg,
Cyborg goes to Vyborg,
Cyborg goes to the Vyborg ...

Cyborg goes to the Vyborg ...