Текст песни Вис Виталис - Тесак Мясной Флейты

Cleab meat flute
("Swordfishtrombones" by Tom Waits,
Author's translation by VIS Vitalis)

He returned from the war, he was a commit
Tuned pelvis
His legs were shaking, as if the wings of the wasp
He rushed like a mad dog
He ordered to call himself ordered
That the flute played meat
And when the corpse topped, then quietly said:
"How cool go home"

He returned from the war, he was a commit
With a head, packed lights
Steel Tesacian always in their paws
With a pair of liters of booze every day
He removed the hut, watched the series, sometimes
Even cried, here's a good story
And went for the second, and then after another
And here so much twenty seven years

While I was looking for an eccentric, he blew up to the south
And there Labal on Banjo for food
Tiger amulet vs. Char, amphetamine, to shook
There and twist - Bug slept in the garden

His swelled and clarified as what
He was wrong, although he loved only once
He got his full and only a white moon
Jets white light like jazz

And who believes he has long been in the pit
And who thinks he is immortal like a witch
All these bikes, you understand, and if only between us
They say it was not at all

And they say he drove past three stations
He slept in the carrot car
And if you think you can talk cooler,
Then he sees the sky, you are probably
Aaaaaau ....