Текст песни Лёд 9 - сторож

I was wounded from shrapnel nineties
One of the few survivors in the TV series Lost
irrelevant with naive notions
when non-native call each other brothers
Danila Bagrov how I fit into the theme
but the fighters themselves have become a system of systems
how to sort out beads faces from the past
palm slobbering puppy someone thrown
of the people all the best squeezed dry
zakosobochilo soul - but people have survived
Unfortunate carp on roadsides dry
still die today or tomorrow
ears smear honey I feel vinegar
smiles beekeepers dog bite
in any crop guard will yell
I stand in the back, or I'll shoot

Well ka stop or I'll shoot

my heart longing eats greedily smacking
I drink a photograph without clinking glasses
my grandmother's grandfather was shot in the swamp
great-grandfather in the forty-third infantry lay in the ground
then one great country rebuild
others went for a thorn systems
They overturned the sky and there is such freedom
rain again soon drown people
Cornflowers sky in front of my son
He laughs at the daddy as a hedgehog beard and mustache
headless chicken heart jumping dancing
I think that will come after us
ears smear honey I feel vinegar
smiles beekeepers dog bite
in any crop guard will yell
I stand in the back, or I'll shoot

Well ka stop or I'll shoot