Текст песни Звёзды в кондукторской сумке - Горе в горсти

collected in a handful of mountain
magical bridge
from someone's bones and ideas
lead to the tower heaven
if strong enough
and nails in his hands
no one died
simply the will of the spirit in the body of aristocrats
extinguished

prevent flies sleep
but there is no escape of urine
eat me, children wolf
end this night, I know
and the morning of May
I see in a dream paradise
which do not take after death
only after sleepless nights
look at the second and finish

without waiting for doctors
remnants of emptiness in his pockets
put in your head
become a strange kind, naked
pull, stitch wounds
get out of the ditch sewage into the world
carry what's left
holes in the soul
lyre and lice
and other pleasures

or to achieve excellence in idleness
grab a piece of his flesh
and brew the potion
seasoning juice temporal
and water flow
Two points in the vein
and to comprehend the secrets of the universe
almost immaculately
only slightly tarnished
in the morning or at night
depending on when launched
and space for me crying
what left early
his guest welcome
returning to the potholes and bumps
his neobetovannoy