Текст песни
In this life, everyone knew but didn't tell anyone that there is grass around the corner that it grows in the field, stalks make their way to the height quietly grow quietly to the sky, bloomed and smell in the clover field
A narrow rut bloomed overhead
Legalized death didn't save anyone yet
In a ceramic saucer estuary I walk on the edge of balvan I'm used to it, but there aren't enough houses hereit's just a blip with no coherent phrases in your head before execution
Young people make-believe knock shoes on the path
Martian thickets of iodine life is tart in the fruit it is not given to us to take with us eh not a neat kind of hero
Here is the motherland with a black river with wet
Wrinkled mud even the tongue forgets the truth
Everyone knew but they didn't say it anymore that words come to mind before you die
And neither you nor I need the truth
Lightly salted ocean tea over the abandoned hillocks, the land sprawled like wastelands
