Текст песни Кооператив Ништяк - День

The southern wind blew in the morning, and we are so tired of dawn
Broke dwarfs in wet moss.
Breakfast was unusual, we are easier than bird feathers,
And thoughts are expelled, like in a bank of peas.
The road seems to us long, the road is aiming at our back,
The road we are coming to a nightmare ...
Come on an old time, we will get a rusty nail in its crown,
We drown the astral body in wine ...
The snow will bring us joy, it will relieve sadness and fatigue,
He will fall asleep with snowdrifts of the holes of the soul,
Fear passes into a plasticity, and now we are no longer left,
In the square of the wolf, the knives are powerless ...

You can pour fog, you can merge with the fox,
You can multiply your logos by seven,
But Nefelheim is limitless, we are easier than bird feathers,
For us, a strange brama came up with a day ...