Текст песни ТеАтР ОдНоГо ВаХтЁра - Кормчий ч.1

i was born in a short country
and now I'm scared that I am me
I try not to dissolve into the wall
since you can't live a day here without a wall
from pieces of paper and lattice waves
I draw movement without removing the mask
my fulcrum is also a chameleon
who was dropped in paint

etc:
extreme festival around me
and every day as the final descent
a ship from the third Rome enters the city
with the great helmsman from the tribe Pu ...

take my heart i have nothing more to give
the sun will jump off the bayonets on the armor
no mercy we were taught to fly
and you still have a riot in the zone
and the white light will remain white
spectrum will not replace the decree for the first time
and I hope that behind my dead body
someone alive will be able to hide ...