Текст песни Мутант Ъхвлам - это не та планета

this is not a planet
there is not the blue sky
and a third of all the land
nothing to live on nothing to see

I winking dog from a passing tram
viva comrade dead end we passed
instant nedouvidev
the windows did not reach up to heaven is not surprising
stack of throwing the world of curls face of the chamber
fair vaccinated to be tolerant
soar in the clouds with or without
squadrons came the pigeons go to you
nurses depths of the oldest of those demons
who got into the framework take and sift
back into the darkness of lost otsedova
among same gray still life
charter hear a long beep
Chamber mind share lanes lines
slow progress of the story
then the chorus is sung by drunken plywood
soon we will grow blades and fly away into the sky

this is not a planet
there is not the blue sky
and a third of all the land
nothing to live on nothing to see

Squadron came the eight-tanchiki
TV hitachi
love is not Bardach
extra transmission slug luck in your field
Pencil sharpened to inflict pain
the fired pistons oriental light
neebovy weight headdress
Graboid holes nominal bobon
schedule pelmeni
Cultural exchange points
signs of a slow take ice
with caramel in the mouth laughs of Fortune
fire water and copper strings

this is not a planet
there is not the blue sky
and a third of all the land
nothing to live on nothing to see

white sheet stream it rhymes creaking neck
violin crying playful waltz
poorly laid asphalt
parking in a wheelbarrow recorder hitachi
Magnitogorsk macho little boy with him
in the window of his summer residence they saw a Negro came the squadron of
he honoring the fallen wing ripped sky
heeling sharply relative to the event horizon
umbrellas burn from acid rain is still the word
a world torn by Prorva leaders crumbling tyrant lusts
clutching stalk mop in the deep wound of the great agony
in the window frame glass dark yard reflected in it

this is not a planet
there is not the blue sky
and a third of all the land
nothing to live on nothing to see