Текст песни Буки - Про дурачков

Over the stunned string
Over huge silence
Deployed the time all its nebula.
And for each of the faith
At 140 atmosphere
And you neither attitude nor humanity.

Fight with urgent problems and troubles,
And the garage has long been scored bikes,
And luck only with a mock waving from published wing:
Step forward - bummer, shack back - bummer.

And in the wall head every day again,
Not understood the most important thing
Not finding the most durable.
What is strange, there is no shadow of doubt
In that there is this skill -
Distinguish the main thing from the side.

For merry fools
Pile of pink glasses
And glasses without glasses are crying about philosophers.
Other fools
Wear gray glasses
Just evil people were deprived of pink.

But there is one truth one, for all open,
Yes, the road to her almost forgotten.
Somewhere near people roam, looking for lights with fire -
Step forward - bummer, step back - bummer.

And in the wall head every day again,
Not understood the most important thing
Not finding the most durable.
What is strange, there is no shadow of doubt
In that there is this skill -
Distinguish the main thing from the side.