Текст песни МРАЗЬ - Слон

under attack legs moaning the whole world
stagnated day as subcutaneous fat
I trample in a dream, like a viscous sludge
I'm older than all, who once would

my blood petrol muscles like jelly
ears in the fingers of those who sat on me
but as the blind was the one who built the aviary
He could not imagine my size

Eight hundred to stand
and try to go
stumbled through the fog
for galvanized door
push, push, fall
Crush the Castle like a louse
and the keys to play in the deafening
squash

quietly get out into the open
look around and run
waving its tail to
who created this uproar
fully absorb trunk
intoxication losses
understanding deep
that there is no place to run