Текст песни Димон Колоколов - Горшей обид, страшней ненастий

Hustling offense, terrible insight
Inconstancy of evil fate
Where misfortune is lying from
During the period of the struggle.

Heavy battle cannonade
Screens thunder and roar of cars,
And screams are folded into tiramas,
And stains the sky smoke.

Ave: Patterns Claus
On the window,
And in the heart of the zanoz
And, as in a dream,
I look in the glass
Cutting a nose
I am looking for the answer
To your questions:
Where are you where you
Light and summer?

Roulette cool Agashera,
Playing lives tribes.
The world is waiting for the barrier -
Where are you, the end of such times?

How the global flywheel will become
Stars and forever explode
The big emptiness will come -
What do you want, man?