Текст песни Александр Буслов - Двинулись

Have moved

we all moved or move
overturn the edge of the earth
over the edge of the earth and for sure
we will not be on the clouds
we will not be and is not treated
what we do not shine from within
uncomfortable there and sad
as if inside someone hanged himself

we all set off or set off
lost and not found
lost and it seems forever
we grimy not get upstairs
do not substitute for us the miracle ladders
and crawl on the surface
leaving curved furrows
pull-pull yourself by the hair

and you can tear your stomachs
from our untangled story
from stupid on this earth
only we are lame on our heads
so where so fools
devoid of imagination
on snow-white in boots
with all its ugliness
stay here

it is so like people
no matter how much you hope
no regrets
all this would be sad
if it weren’t funny