Текст песни Саша Сэнс Прохоров - Чувство голода

The best way to fight hunger -
Beat swung himself on the jaw.
And gloved hands kid
Dissatisfied twist throat.

Hunger is a product of conscience,
You can wait for him for many years.
And he will come to you on the radio
Confusing at first as a matinee.

Hunger flags hung lips, paled filthy.
Size reduction is well known prostrations.
The horses snorted, I their immortality in svoymu guessed.
That would lilies, mists, and that everything was black again.

At best, you will become puny,
Will you spit out the teeth in the hearth,
Crawls up to the window and squint
In the distance where herds roam trolleybuses.

Dim your eyes oiled,
the air heavy lips squeeze,
And gloved hands eaten
You to nail yourself swollen.