Текст песни Андрей Арцев - умо.

Not all stories end with happy faces
Dead name lists rush for suicides
Their columns do not fit into the allotted areas
Not all stories end with happy endings
Those who wait for them are content with small crumbs
They are broken by the doom of the state of hopelessness

Not all stories end in a major sound
Destroyed by freedom and bad education
Understanding them will be an eternal gravestone
Not all stories end with warmth and comfort
Cold water fills the cabins
Close the cemetery as soon as it gets hungry

Not all stories end brightly and beautifully
There is a rope - and well, you can eat even without soap
And the bird wedge will get stuck in the sky, turning into something else
Not all stories end in love and harmony
In their bodies the bustle of an insect swarms
The sky was in their eyes, the sky is different now

Not all stories end with funny songs
The body is unable to sing or gesture
What the eyes see in their heads separated
Not all stories end when they end
No hope for a son, no hope for a daughter
Who will understand the streams of symbols from the lips of the doomed

The minds of prisoners and the mentally deprived
The minds of prisoners and the mentally deprived
The minds of prisoners and the mentally deprived
The minds of prisoners and the mentally deprived