Текст песни Ночь - Норма

Explosion aircraft, death in the eyes,
short breath from the blow of the knife.
Steady ocean, suffocate fish
It becomes nowhere to dig our graves.
More and more often we hear the phrase "I feel bad."
Somehow, all of this is becoming the norm for us!
Somehow, all of this is becoming the norm for us!

Ill childhood - growing up at the station.
They regret that survived veterans.
The bombs in markets, the destruction of homes.
Broken valve, all a lot of enemies.
Addict says it is long.
Somehow, all of this is becoming the norm for us!
Somehow, all of this is becoming the norm for us!

Nothing can not help us in the hospital,
They stuffed their pockets bloodsuckers.
And spit on everything, all sitting on the ruins.
This, too, is becoming the norm for us.
This becomes for us ...
This becomes for us.