Текст песни Несчастный Случай - ...после смерти своей нарожавши Детей....

Sweet juice exudes sand under the foot
And he who is alive today, who was killed yesterday.
An angel sat on the sand by the river, on the sand above the river
He draws with his hand
Ten new positions of love.
After their death, having given birth to children,
We are suddenly the first time you and I are alone.
Our mouths open to the sky and eat the light
Burning about the snow
Washed down with rain - jelly.
(Abba abba
Its world hashem
Mikhmar
Its world Laila
Gesher Comrade Khalom.
Galla galla
Beckhead enza
Tovma
Beckled Inzhak
Saffer yahad abba).
This city is doomed to the end of days
He burn, as in fire, as if eternal flame,
And the Lord will visit this place
The next day,
In a thousand years
And he will find us asleep together.
"I did not expect to catch anyone here,"
He will say
And we will answer: “Okay, we’ll probably go,”
"What do you call this windy land?"
- he will shout at us next,
We will answer: "Come on,
Name him Armageddon. "
(Armageddon, wow oh
Armageddon.
Armageddon.)