Текст песни Юрий Шевчук - Изгои

Lost in the bendes of the rings -
Heroes will not come from oval
Time-drawn entered into us and came out
In Lazareta, Troy defenders.

Count your blood and separation,
Do not drive on other people's fires
This warm, honest bitch,
These languid, tender spells.

I do not blame indifferent, sinch itself,
Too much on every curse.
I was looking for expensive arms -
And found, and conveniently hanged.

In the restaurant, under the sounds of vanilla,
Pop star broke evil breasts,
In drunk darkness kilowatte kadryli
Turn into past people.

Our songs there are only - a hindrance.
Dyubi to live - not for "eternal".
And chews the endless echo,
As bifhtex, the prayers of the final.