Текст песни АдА - Картонный морг

Cardboard Morgue (2010)

The walls of the cardboard morgue, behind them
unwashed checkered floor.
Iron-dim dim lamp
under the blue ceiling.

Stupid time is outlined in chalk.
Like a symbol of the end
carries a girl in white
A nurse without a face.

Fear is mine. The pain is Yours.

Roles played. Roles played.
Applause? Well, you are not worth it.
And it’s not an injection, no, not an injection -
a dead heart cannot be anesthetized.
After the stories, these stories
we are driven to wheelchairs in a crematorium.
Roles played. Roles played.
Applause? Well, you are not worth it.

The doors will open, the doors will close
the iron bolt will click.
Everyone who enters here understands.
Everything is clear here without words.
Old maniac with a wooden soul
already stuck out a dirty tongue.
He will put you on the cold table
and stick a shortcut.

Fear is mine. The pain is Yours.

Roles played. Roles played.
Applause? Well, you are not worth it.
And it’s not an injection, no, not an injection -
a dead heart cannot be anesthetized.
After the stories, these stories
we are driven to wheelchairs in a crematorium.
Roles played. Roles played.
Applause? Well, you are not worth it.