Текст песни Лёд 9 - сторож

I bruised fragmentation of the nineties
one of the few survivors in the TV series Lost
irrelevant with naive notions
when non-native call each other brothers
Danila Bagrov as can fit into the theme
but fighters with the system themselves become system
sort out as a rosary face from the past
palm slobbering puppy someone thrown
all the best from people squeezed dry
zakosobochilo soul - but people have survived
Unfortunate carp on roadsides dry
still die today or tomorrow
ears smear honey I feel vinegar
in the smiles beekeepers dog bite
for any crop guard will shout
stand in the back or I'll shoot

Well ka stop or I'll shoot

longing eats greedily smacking my heart
I drink with a photograph without clinking glasses
grandfather of my grandmother was shot in the swamp
great-grandfather in the forty-third in the ground lay infantry
then one great country rebuild
other for the thorn went systems
overturned the sky and there is such freedom
rain again soon drown people
Cornflowers sky in the eyes of my son
He laughs at the daddy as hedgehog beard and mustache
headless chicken heart jumps into a dance
I think that will come after us
ears smear honey I feel vinegar
in the smiles beekeepers dog bite
for any crop guard will shout
stand in the back or I'll shoot

Well ka stop or I'll shoot