Текст песни Диана Коденко - Площадь

"From the filthy word,
If I'm right.
Or age rot
Or am I - I do not ... "
     O. Ladyzhenskii
All worthless all for nothing.
The inhabitants of the wasteland
We are with you...

Go through the area. And there
It will be cold, shaky, anxious.
The belief that it is already impossible,
Following on the heels of us will go.

Following us - at last fault,
Following us - on the future of the wines,
Around that perceptible to us,
And for the other - not quite.

But one another to love pain,
Suddenly we zapnemsya - stark and strange -
From the mad ancient fear,
What other is stronger than you.

And swing by our land,
And will the great race
From birth to murmur gong
From zero - zero to another.

Pomereschatsya old dreams,
Where's the gulls circling over the precipice.
We are already hopeless strangers
Dobredem to the other side.

As a dog scenting trouble,
Turn away in obscure offense -
If only not to see, not to see,
As people go through the area!

... All is useless, and all for nothing.
unholy monastery
We are with you.
We burned their houses.
We are the eyes and hearts of winter
Vystudit.
Sweeps, circling the spindle -
Whether more is not given,
Whether one area at all,
Whether conscience stares from the bottom ...