Текст песни Адаптация - Феодализм Live in Бишкек 10.02.2002

Stone down, boiling water on the crown
Feudalism as a sign of the times
The noise of cars, the sound of new music
The cold creeps, eating alive
Dreams that not everything is poisoned
Drink a cup of bitter alphabet to the bottom
Collecting words by the bones
Let the verses repeat in flames
Everything will end with ellipsis
Where we are not, everything has been stolen long ago
Forever and ever
The wind sings in a boarded-up house
The song that there is no other path and end

The harvest turned into hunger
Children's snow broke off with laughter
I didn't know that everything was paid for
And gave bread to the dispossessed
Gaining rotten experience
Distinguish by colors and smells
Recognize by footsteps, by hair
Either a beast or a decoration
Stands grimacing in the cold
Making faces to blind hunters
Until the morning they will have fun
Everyday circus, misted bus
And sleepy zombies in columns go nowhere

Dim light of lonely bulbs
In the corridors of the state security
Let the air shit obscene
They all lacked publicity so much
Rock and roll is money too
The snow melted in the middle of autumn
I wanted to overeat mold
Kids get high from Prodjay
I woke up in a deep mess
No face, no sins, no memory
Forever +
The wind sings in a boarded-up house
The song that there is no other path and end
Stone down, boiling water on the crown
Feudalism as a sign of the times
The noise of cars, the sound of new music
The cold creeps, eating alive