Текст песни Белые Чернила - Теория маятников

from side to side to throw glances,
avert their eyes, speaking in a timid voice,
proudly accept blows from life
and hopefully wait for the white stripes.

ah, yes to the devil! all. I cast.
another alive and in a rush.
consequences in old age - lived bright youth,
at the end of which the diagnoses, aching joints and cancer ...

death of the soul does not give the resurrection of the body,
and kill - not to use weapons,
few people for an idea would be kinder,
many of those whom the idea - a concept alien.

make conclusions after listening to this silly verse,
plant a tree, burn a few extra calories,
Tell me, friend, well, when we begin to change?
that's another theory.