Текст песни Гио ПиКа - Мясорубка

No one will pass, and nothing will be written off,
I thought the ransom knew, I thought the hut in Sochi was soiled,
I thought the court would burn out, but on the very roof,
I don’t see anything, I don’t say or hear.

Yes, I thought that without sound, when I entered without knocking,
Thought practice is big and science is not needed
And thought that my hand would not flinch
Yes, that was when the bitch died.

I thought that in my opinion, under the edge of a feather to him,
And the pit thought deeper, deeper his brother dawned
I thought it was worth it, deliver the creatures to the stall.
A birch cried, drank a fir tree for his repose.

Thought and wondered, thought and wondered
But there was a central, there was a platform and there was a station.
Yes, I thought and wondered, thought and wondered.
It was central, there was a platform and there was a station.