Текст песни Милосердный - Печаль-град

The other world in us, Who iconostasis
Who pricked settled on the bed
calm / vsamdelishnye, everyday stories
where once the observer, where only mountain on a platter
elevator pulling down / up the mountain on foot
in this house fire victims
in a black room-laying rails
treasure seekers, prophetic people came all
as well as administering the burned heart
left cavity
and a small liberty to decide
Do fullness needed
whether it is possible to sieve
Is there life behind bars
and for the removal
come calculation and kicked (instead of silence) all neraschёsannyh (prisoners)
swings eights
from infinity to date
whether the lesson, or the likeness of rock
likeness of God hanging in curls
clear dogma clenched in cocoons
crush everything on the head
of the room, the cubes
familiar as in cockpit
the end of the glorious trails
so the Prophet told
I no longer feared and loved defect
bypassing the fear of looking at them myself
manifest strand gray
or not to leave a trace
Writing in eating
for thought the wall is not a wall -
and space is not a barrier for us
reproach - yes, with genuine charisma
in family circles
screaming grief-town houses
I hung from the top ridge
then this retro glad
of waiting in their ranks
with a playing charades
books burned in furnaces
someone will leave laughing
who hysterically noyuchi
and startling executioner
disorganized his hearth
wander through the obscure outskirts

the difference in the end is thin as a needle
choice - but only if it is - (only).