Текст песни Пилот - Стих о хорошем человеке

A good man nice
send for export
In the land of the rising buzz,
In the belly of the indigenous pharmacy.
Recipe replaces passport
And the body - official despot
And the skull - Masonic Lodge
For curtains sleepy eyelids.
A good man nice
instruct the horns,
Usually, the good people
good luck with his wife,
But the night, this black fool,
Nadinamit want to change,
Bed putting as the boundary
between you and me.
And in the afternoon, seeing a bird in the sky,
Perhaps the soap in the tub,
Perhaps the sky in the grave,
Or drugstore death
I'm good for himself,
Do not make a discovery,
What a day - it is also the boundary,
That night in the well - oil.
And death - this is the entrance or exit ?!
And the night - a breath or breath ?!
And you can stand on the border
And abroad to be!
But thoroughfare
One does not lose sight of:
Good man
hunt down and kill!