Текст песни Король Бород - Танец ядерной зимы

Thoughts in a circle, all the doors are wide open!
Tomorrow - the last day to die!
Wind brings letters, forgotten lines,
Answers no one to write!
Smoky, over the roof of the sun,
Just above - in the brain plays a group & quot; & quot ;. Leningrad
I hear the command & quot; flash & quot ;,
Somewhere to the left and face into the dirt to lie, lie!
It is a dance of nuclear winter!
All died yesterday, and tomorrow we shall die!
Stars sweatshop - too late!
The car and train for a long time and slowly walked away.
Who are we? Were moaning why cartridges
After all, for the salvation - heroin!
Then no falsehood:
We became older, your experiment is over!
Phrases command & quot; & quot ;! Gaza The mask
Hide, to lie down and not breathing!