Текст песни Пурген - Это не то что я думал

It's not something that I think
You laugh at the same normal as you are,
Feed your body, then to die,
Crawl on their knees and wait for their death,
Shake before each just to live

This is not what I thought
This is not what I dreamed

And warm their tremors every day after eating,
And your thoughts have long been dead,
Strangle the idea of ​​dead crows,
All his life to save for his own funeral

This is not what I thought
This is not what I dreamed

You laugh at the same normal as you are,
Feed your body, then to die,
Crawl on their knees and wait for their death,
Shake before each just to live

This is not what I thought
This is not what I dreamed