Текст песни ТЕОРИЯ НАСИЛИЯ - В тихом омуте

you stomp on puddles nevypitym
 clutching a pocket screwdriver and eraser
 in recognition of their awkward love
 she lost though was casting
 I gave him some groups
 summer shivering waiting the first snow
 in your naughty baby teeth
 still untouched by human hands

 you cry, they infest
 you lose, they are
 you will drink, they will catch up
 still waters run deep

 he remembers the body but does not feel people
 and your throat stiffens lump
 you shoot him wanton girls
 and then suddenly strike with his legs between his legs
 He wears it to the House of medicines
 softening currently pastinorom stomach
 again for someone applause
 but for someone with two fingers in his mouth
 She can not sleep
 whispers to himself forget forget
 forget it forget forever
 and telephone wire
 weave path
 to his bed before his entrance
 but this place
 It is not empty but as sacred
 and you are nothing here not to blame

 you cry, they infest
 you lose, they are
 you will drink, they will catch up
 still waters run deep