Текст песни ХеРуВим - Мир без имён

someone's word - an explosion,
someone reads sobbing.
someone throws themselves in breakage.
silently.
anniversary
by hordes obryglyh
selfish and zuboskalnyh mugs,
Zadran nose antenna so proudly,
if each man is a god.

pulled in tight lust apparel,
played in the madness anonymous pieces.
tell though how to call you? so it does not matter.
names? what is it? they have long been all disdain.

let's climb, climb with lies and flattery,
conquer cornices career, ladder.
did not fall - to come marching push,
until the head touches the ceiling.

lie to get used to it, not going anywhere.
but in the end so with nothing and stay,
you - no one anywhere, coin hoarding.
leaving nothing in the morning bright and early.

well, there are those who are afraid to live.
all the mud minnows popryachutsya.
it is not life at all - only the outskirts of the world.
with its all forever sores

will look into the distance, but the place to be
they tell cowardly darling.
and the whole world in their home within the house,
well, and a couple, let, meters outside.

and would die - and so do not remember the name,
let a hundred or two hundred and stretch it.
because someone - to live a minimum,
and another road - the tramp home.

and flies-flies the tramp,
through time with the heavenly foundation.
his heart was not in the fire burden.
because it was for all of the Flame.