Текст песни Мертвые дельфины - Калиостро

I miss come for tea
Let's drink hot vodka, sing at the top of our lungs
For those who died on the field, nameless heroes
Come for a drink, you see not there, but there is a reason
I miss it dying in me
Trust in people, it won't be there anymore
And even a friend's breasts like rainbow arcs
My hands are no longer pleasing, I am dying of boredom.

I'M DYING!!! BOREDOM!!!
MY BONES LOSE CALCIUM
Under a stormy barrage of accidents
AND I AM DIE OF BOREDOM !!!

Tell me about the future, be like Count Cagliostro.
You see, out of boredom, I spoil my tongue with spicy seasonings.
And I will temper your hair with an invisible steel.
Be sure we have enough voice for every chorus of mine.
I watch the fire devour a world with weak hands
He was frightened, did not resist, and humbly accepted his last torments.
I look at this - the end of the world and you, dying of boredom.