Текст песни Пикник - Этот мир не похож на сказку, но и в нём всё равно живут

you dance barefoot in captivity
you dizzy dream
I am the last singer of decadence
and from my song will melt you

say nothing will happen
if I'm a little rough
talking and oozing resin
in the darkened corners of the lips ...

decadence ...

how were we weave
and the fate of the broken flowers
better so than an hour of flowering
life left for later

and deceptions and we believe
though again we fall into a trance
if re-opened the doors
on behalf of decadence ...

decadence ...

and face do not hide behind a mask
all wide open all reality
this world is not like a fairy tale
but it is still live

and knocking at the heart of the forbidden
and drunk and breaks and destroys
you say something just oozing resin
in the darkened corners of the lips

decadence