Текст песни Я в бане - Но я хуй сдамся, могу и так общаться

Man born poor in hospitals,
For the sake of the world is born and goodness.
But deep in the mines, construction sites distant
There are terrible truth of labor.

All life as one obituary inconspicuous,
He lived quietly and softly rotted
With its drop of happiness
And a little love.

He was not by a fag, he did not sing songs,
He lived quietly and softly rotted
With its drop of happiness
And a little love.

He did not become a poet, a soldier did not,
For humanity to dick he fell
With its drop of happiness
And a little love.

We need heroes and fight songs,
To life and shit turned into flowers,
That all swirled in one
Joyful dance.

But people have always known and worms,
Machines and the gods have always known,
Except that droplets of happiness
There are terrible truth of labor.