Текст песни Бесплодие - По осколкам

By fragments

In whom, in the account of races, sharing personal with someone dirt
Leave typical people
What is enough to calm try to come up
Melt on Teles Lifting Drunk to the sky
Relaxing to the music of eternal notes
Substitut under the bullets only crammed mouth

Chorus: By the squares on the fragments of Radia
On the squares again walks time

Identifying freedom with blood taste
Sophisticated by new go to nowhere
You will get used to dying remembering water
And find out what she needs
Underground taste slightly contracted
And we have a habit of poisoning yourself
Teach others to obey the world
Do not save from the complex of non-existence

Chorus ...