Текст песни Cutie - Бесплодная земля

Giving rise to people
shabby pieces,
The world has become reluctant
severely mutated,
Critters that hid
quietly behind the masks,
He, unfortunately,
I could not be amputated.

mask vsevolnosti
worse than placebo
instill confidence
how nedolekar,
And the pathetic nature
tired out with the aim,
They want to create
nothing from humans.

And let vociferously
all this in words,
From the bowels of reason
we go to the touch,
And grow a tree
like a baby,
I tell myself:
so we better ..
it's easier..

And rot absorbing
a democracy
Ochnёmsya. We the people
we are brothers narod..vse.
Naquin fatigue
to justify himself
Soshlёm land flaws
to the Creator.