Текст песни Смена Караула - Белый шум

It comes the term - get up along the roads, shouts of forty
Hide koltuna, in the caps of silence- ages of spring
Run along, turn into pain - in the coat of salt
Break through the top, nameless sin - with a deck on laughter

On the will ...
White noise will fold everything
White fear of the throat
White Scar

Patches
White smoke prigested
White Paradise will fill
White noise
Palatians
Choose more - the key from all doors, the truth of the ringing
At the border of dreams of a flock in eight owls - an eye of jannoe mouths
Stand along the oven - Flame of Candles, hot dew
We will choose - a witch or mother, shy to fly away
On the will ......... ..