Текст песни Шмели - Агония

Agony! Agony! Agony!
Deep...

Boarded up the windows with boards
The pranksters left the place,
The rich set fires
It is not a shame to die on a holiday.
The Devil was whispering in our ear
Open mouth, new seed.
Three black predators were born
Here is a holiday, and the food is not ready-made!

Agony! Agony! Agony!
Deep...

Unbearable evil woke us
Dug up a rotten heart
Chopped the bread in two
Awakened feelings that have cooled
They did not let the dead man fall asleep
Forgiving sins for a kiss
Launched a broken record
The holiday has come, feast!

Agony! Agony! Agony!
Deep...

Where the sweet breeze crept under the skin
And baked with glucose in ways, roads?
where is the subcutaneous tick, where is the scalp and scissors?
There is an openwork myth, there is Western nonsense,
The taste is deceiving, the tunnel is tempting,
The peas are swollen there, rain of beads,
The hormone is wild, mustard plasters on the heart.

Agony! Agony! Agony!
Deep...