Текст песни Народный комитет - Искали бога

We seek God among the planets,
They searched in vain - it then and there.
Under the microscope can not see Christ,
Prayer trailed off, pursed his lips.
The autumn wind blew sadly,
Faceless city rain fell asleep
We are looking for God among the sleeping bodies,
That someone had died - a fool, did not have time.

Blowing up the graves and burning crosses,
Sweeps away all fuck, feed bellies,
Crawl space, fly to the moon -
Only to find ... certainly find.
People's Committee "to seek God."

Type fall again, and I did not understand.

"National Committee" in the mood - light Letov or CDF in his incarnation sad, though, of course, and not the one and not the other.