Текст песни Самое большое простое число - Люди-Васильки

People, people, cornflowers
Like flowers in the hole
Surfaced.
It became clear in secret
Ridiculous and sad.

And somehow I knew all involuntarily:
Bullets in the people know a lot about.
Where's Bunny where wolf heart
Third Eye,
He opened a temple in his time,
It door.

Falling, falling snow drifts all my sadness,
Everyone - is that he was not given.
Falling, falling white snow, listed my head.
Goodbye all,
I'll be back may be yes
Spring.

Snow and snow all around,
Dead die is not afraid
Disappeared under the ice white White House, the Kremlin, and TV Tower.

Seven cubs on blizzard ineptly bark
Solar leverets in his wolf dreams caress.