Текст песни В. Криптонов - Висят усталые игрушки

Hang tired toys
On metal hooks .
The eyes faded , drooped ears -
Since childhood collapsed .

Not a sound in this creepy crypt ,
And not a ray of darkness glide .
And what can be more absurd than ,
The pain in the eyes of the toy ?

No they will not see the pain .
No one will be playing them.
Since childhood you are buried ,
So you learned to betray.

And , having exchanged love to sluts ,
Leaving in place of faith - fear,
You have created a toy museum
On metal hooks .