Текст песни комом - восьмой блин

little brother sister
spinning in a wheel
we gear
we all gears

a quarter of a meter
protecting the subway
roll on the job
sow light and goodness

then straight home
not to kultprogramm
to reduce friction
how many grams needed

little brother sister
spinning in a wheel
we gear
we all gears

why the cosmos and God
Why Bergman and Haneke
for understanding
we have enough mechanics

Life in a circle fate
here the highest inertia
gear roles
prophetic dreams of square

little brother sister
spinning in a wheel
we gear
we all gears

a tooth for a tooth we live
in this world rotation
this eternal waltz
where there are encounters and farewells

We warmed by friction
We do not suffer from vertigo
switch on with hope
kosimsya whole affair

not going beyond
mechanism patience rank
quietly weeping in a corner
we ground off gear