Текст песни Оркестр Че - Мертвый Пилот

busy runways
Dead driver presses on the pedal
gold valise in hand by callous
slowly melts the Holy Grail
Passengers have long forgotten how to pray
and all good killer looks up
priest fell asleep and was dreaming again
More free happiness for all

flight attendants handed out smiles
paste on the face not later than six
in bags for parachutes empty bottles
but there is cyanide, if you want to leave
limited leisure: Cinema Mechanical
skinheads included black-and-white dreams
and flight procedures as a chapter of the Qur'an
flight was canceled until last spring

busy runways
Dead driver presses on the pedal
Lady Di removed all false memory
on bare skin meshing medal
and the sky as the bottom of the ocean of sorrow
and air as thoughts battered mirrors
under sterile cell enamel layer
pilot dream that he ran away.