Текст песни Банда четырёх - Завтра или раньше

Empty language effort,
Hitting at the time a prisoner.
Everything that is not drunk -
We completely forget tomorrow.
Soot main highway,
The rate of foreign roads ...
And changes in the global
Probably not going to happen.

But the silence was heated
More marches barely audible
And they learn melody
Tomorrow or earlier.

The cold frosty edge
Where trees grow only in breadth.
Falling snow melts
On the industrial wasteland.
Smoke colored morning
The factories where they make oil.
And the same sutra
The words "hate and suffering!"

Let the moments of life lived
More fun than a doubtful paradise.
Well, the sun brighter, we sprinkle!
Golden rays of scalding!
Breaking down the boundaries of the universe
The shamans in trance.
To hell with all of your portents
And fuck all your decadence.