Текст песни Кот Шрёдингера - Копать На Минном Поле Фальшивые Бриллианты

All sadly - a miracle
Each wanders in its wake
Do not break drink Gertrude
I want to stay in silence
Endless Russian Action
Parasitism my sworn friend
In the world there are only two things
This is pure alcohol and dirty sound
stale talents
Cripple on pointe
On the neck a dead cat
tied bows
Send me hard
Yes, he would not go you
Digging in a minefield
faked diamonds
He sings in a local choir
Silently I sing sing and I drink
Bury Mumiy Troll
Trolls also start vomiting
But the end justifies the drunkenness
And all to the fact that there are no more goals
My faith - amateurism
My songs - the eternal second-hand