Текст песни Пикник - Декаданс

you dance barefoot in captivity
you dizzy dream
I am the last singer of decadence
and from my song you Rastan

say nothing will happen
if I'm a little rough
talking and oozing resin
in the darkened corners of the lips ...

decadence ...

how were we weave
broken destinies and colors
better so than an hour of flowering
life left for later

and deceptions, and we believe
though once again falls into a trance
if the doors are opened again
on behalf of decadence ...

decadence ...

and the person do not hide behind a mask
all wide open all reality
this world is not like a fairy tale
but it is still live

and forbidden in the heart of knocking
drunk and breaks and destroys
you say something just oozes resin
in the darkened corners of the lips

decadence