Текст песни Ботанический Сад Петра Великого - Sk.5.И вновь всё повторится

And again everything will repeat:
Taxi, train station, trains,
Sadness on faces, fuss.

And I can not imagine
What to do.
As if the crisis goes to come,
After damage to the dragon.

I truth is one -
I have no rear.
I'm in the ring, environment.
One.
One against all,
Among everyone I am a stranger.

It would seem that,
Not get used to.
Previously - Play, Play ...
Now - to be executed.

I'm alone,
Tasks, goals -
It makes no sense.

I would close in the shell
And not see the world from windows, no sounds to hear,
Do not see pussy physiognomy!
Latch you all!
Shave you all!
You all knock out!
From my head.

I'm alone.
Opposite me map of roads, stations, stops.