Текст песни Сомнамбулический туризм - Как рыбина

I drink water eagerly, like a fish,
What a wave thrown ashore.
I look this night like in a mirror -
What did you find good in me?

These lines of curves are jumping,
They are disgusted in my verse.
In the sheets, choking, jerking
The pulse is pounding ... and nowhere ...
And nowhere to be saved from the burden
An idiot with an empty soul.
I really fight like a fish
Into the sand thrown by the wave.

The standard of the Russian loser -
Look, it's me!
And all that you so shy
Everyday dregs for me!

I consider viciousness a virtue
For sins I respect more.
This night is like fragments of a mirror
The moon cuts the holy fools ... Beat!
For poetry, for misconduct, for thoughts
And for the fact that it does not look like everyone!
Chase me in front of the icons
Before the eyes of mythical faces!