Текст песни Мыслей странных - Кто-то от холода

Thoughts strange - someone from the cold

Enough to lie, to be his, but anywhere and to anyone,
Only the appearance of truth.
Enriched by the experience the children who do not stifle any conservative,
who are able to think more broadly.

Poisoned poisons I understand,
that I am sick of your evil persons.

So much loneliness, the struggle for the right to be the first
someone swells from fat, and someone from hunger.
Surrogate idols strong pulling slings out there,
where life was now burning death and selfishness.

Truth is relative, my arguments are futile;
They are stronger and wiser because more of them.
Enriched by the experience the children who do not stifle any conservative,
who are able to think more broadly.

Poisoned poisons I understand,
that I am sick of your evil persons.

So much loneliness, the struggle for the right to be the first
someone swells from fat, and someone from hunger.
Surrogate idols strong pulling slings out there,
where life was now burning death and selfishness.

Stop! Look! The ship "Adam" is swimming in hell ...