Текст песни Мертвий Півень - Вольф Мессінг. Вигнання голубів

Had I preharnu ability (or disease):
a pair of doves in Cherepova box.
In my oral cavity from the noise up purple
zazyraly doctors, diviners and other knowledgeable guys.

As I was proud of you, my winged crystals
feathered my torturers of old paintings! ..
The whole summer wings rubbed against me and turkotaly,
founded the town in my skull Turkotyn.

A fall from the sky fell shabby magician.
I listened stethoscope - as they're shurhochut,
This coincided see almost half of the city.
Then I will clarify: "Fly want."

I flew out of my head through the hole in the wound,
or through my third eye (does not Close your).
And the dog had a shabby pocket brauninґ
and one bullet two pigeons rozluschyv ...

I became quite humble, zahnavs in the room,
behave without disabilities - and politely ґrechno.
Not because I killed my ex ptahove,
but because they bear in their skull warm egg ...