Текст песни Собаки Качалова - Похожий на Бога

The past is burned archive
Or in a fight slaughtered each
And the future - a drunken teenager in the stairwell
Cherishes in the palm of your hook
You're at the entrance, you enter there
But on the verge of sinking outcome,
While you're watching the clouds float
While you're watching the clouds float
While you're watching the clouds float
You are similar to the God
           Like God
           Like God
Homeland is a pen for pigs
Where the music is shit,
Your woman is waiting for you after seven
Between her legs dark
You're at the entrance, you enter into it
But on the verge of sinking outcome,
While you're watching the crow flies
While you're watching the crow flies
While you're watching the crow flies
You are similar to the God,
Like God,
Like a God-

The mother gave birth to you at eight o'clock
Radio singing and the sun has ended
You were born with the eyes of Christ, and the sky kiss you
You then went on to the balcony with badoga
Where vomit, vomit inspired and long
As long as you watched the clouds float
As long as you watched the clouds float
As long as you watched the clouds float
Like God, like God,
Similar to God