Текст песни Synecdoche Montauk - Этюд

It is as if you decided to betray me in May ,
The crowd itself established on the Boulevard :
Go through the bloody mess in Moscow
It's a dance .

For celestial cloth child's hand
Someone is playing scales,
Black Pushkin ever thought in stone ,
He takes a look golden eyes ,
On the festive table will rise ,
Bare feet will be held ,
Destroying your house .
It's a dance .

The eternal holiday without
You.
Personal Moscow demon
Knock foot soldier
Rhythm end .
And it appears on-screen glow ,
The colors like turquoise,
You posedeesh is humbled
And what will happen then?

Go and look at the miracle half dead .