Текст песни панцирь - 4.голоса

Sometimes I hear the voices of women unearthly
they tell that in the clouds
izvinyayutya for being distracted
dig in, sorted giblets
yeah I do not mind - in fact not a killjoy
to the same one, without them - longing
They tell me that the surrounding - emptiness
there is Jesus on the cross
and everyone who sees it - disingenuous
that the world - is a game of two brain hemispheres
the checkers, the shuttle run
and the things of the world - is nonsense
the movement of atoms, and the smoke of tobacco
Who, then, all these individuals in the county?
and the voice I say: ha ha ha
what is with me after death be?
Ha
Ha
Ha

Sometimes I hear the voices of women unearthly
Do not evil and good, but simply to vote
And I'm not interested in who they are, their call signs
Interestingly, they say - it was me