Текст песни Александр Дольский - Кончилось время Рока

You asked whether the question of the Creator -
to blame in front of him,
noisy rocker with hair garbage,
my little, misguided brother?
If you are wise, and the king,
cool and you push on the neck -
any word of yours - your password,
and power and ass - a myth.
Me prophets people
and crucifies them.
The upshot time Rock
Black Bird Shock
hammer us into the skull, crazy.
If you have pants object,
and a screw head,
millions of years of the immature,
hearing you will die.
You specifically yelling Moore,
knowing that is ful.
And your words devour goats grass
Russia giving his chair.
Taking off from the works of his shirt,
Charon dropped introduced ...
Look at him without fear.
This is the era of Bach -
Rock took time.
Try to sing, man, for me,
that I was able to listen,
to Honor my armor
let yourself in your style.
I look forward with hope your movie,
the story of the soul stream.
But you pour crappy wine
in glasses hamyu goals.
Impress does not cover up shame -
these psalms - bullshit.
Literature in the cesspit!
But time is over Hama.
Shame time come.
You tschishsya that reflects the world,
Century schizoid Fathers
nape knowing that the feast -
tax family of fools.
And still I suffer thy cry
Orphan howling Satan.
You millions in the gut entered,
and he lost his pants.
From the West and from the East
under the eye of the Pied Piper
flow simpletons flock.
But Rock was over time ...
It's time to be ashamed of.

1993