Текст песни Третья Мировая Весна - Танец

In a peaceful square swinging rhythms
Lead hand patterns nightly
With noise floats skull
In the whirlpool of stupidity, a night in a quarrel

       I begin the slow dance
       In the dark room is not much room
       Together with me sways time
       Like in the dough kneading trough perekisshee

Smoothly gliding, smash dishes
Here on the carpet colored mouse
Modestly rustling forget to be afraid
There is a danger - they will not hear

Black mist puts traps
With cute readily shoot back
I tell her that there is a soldier in the field -
The enemy is winning the dense web

Brushes fly up to the sky
I have to push the iron roof
They stop the motion in the sky crystal
And there will no longer hear

       I begin the slow dance
       In the distant sky is not much room
       Just with me sways time
       Like in the dough kneading trough perekisshee