Текст песни AZEER - На Поводу

I see them, I hear them,
they are like a dog I ask for food.
I'm in a foreign city for a long time, I have no home,
but in my eyes they look like beggars.
a lost faith, lost where VUT fears.
stupidly give up the dream, and now dry mouth.
pogryzyvayut bone hoard all the loot to the tower,
falling asleep at home as puppies under the mother's armpit.
for them has always been important that the people shout,
and any word might make them bite the lips.
I am to them as mimum tablet from colds,
but you bitches are themselves torn off from the dishes.
because in fact, it is no longer necessary here,
throw chief factory, is unlikely ancestors will be happy.
let everything be as there is you'd better follow the herd.
it would have been ridiculously simple processes behind the old.