Текст песни Тим Кот - Серость пустоты

North wind in the soul ,
It is necessary to shed the wind ,
Open all the doors in the fog ,
And cold working against the grain ;
Killed for a long time all the animals ,
There are no people here
Long phrase sounds epigram ,
Short words : "Kill ! " ;
Neto is liars and other muck ,
No, my happiness singers for greater joy ,
No, there are no emotions and feelings ,
Lying everywhere radioktivnym strontium ;
News shoving in a container of rum ,
I'm waiting for the great thunder ..