Текст песни Свидетельство О Смерти - Сам по себе

I saw my corpse in the photo in the newspapers,
He smiled with all glass eyes.
Intermission, scoundrels, forget about tickets,
Tolerate to death, live wonders yourself.

By itself, I will be in my own.

As if I am dead, on now
My leadership is tired of wildly,
My state trembles barely,
And the future age sees to me faceless.

By itself, I will be in my own.

Friend Fall, pallet - the thing is bad,
Went better to walk together with the moon,
And if you do not want, then - sorry native,
I will go to myself again.

By itself, I will be in my own.