Текст песни Проект Саркома - На горелом полу

You will see the wick wick,
Look at the beautiful smoke!
Anyway, it's not alive from life,
There is no place for so young!
We will see dreams, go to sleep!
We will see the spring for the first time!
We will spread to a spray, having fun laughing
Passion on the neck of the floor!

You said how to look up
Smiled in the answer of the moon!
No worries, no fun
Dried to the bottom!
I said I am dead! I said I am alive!
I said that it does not matter!
Can remember the day, as with you here,
Found on that side!

You will see, I'm a woofer,
The first step on the road to the dawn!
Our usual home will turn into dust,
Under the radiance of warm comets!
We will change everything, everything leaving it is,
Anyway, do not leave alive!
All the same with you, we have long been here,
We died always with young!

We laughed in Hari themselves!
We knew that it would be so!
We walked along! We fled out!
These days, the carousel of the fate!
Staying somewhere always alive,
Died everywhere in a row!
Who killed, who are stored
The third breaks back to the Nabat!