Текст песни ВнеОчереди 2012г - Вместо солнца - луна

Here, the ink flows into the day,
Seeing only the first pack,
Going - on call
from attics and basements.
Here, the black darkness to go to bed
In his hand - a welcome gift.
And now, someone cuts the heights,
Departure to the ancestors ...
           Instead of the sun - the moon
           neon lights - view from the window
           And if not for your beauty,
           I just would have gone mad.

Here rats prevent live
Here, the air is saturated Schmale
There are honest citizens are afraid to go
They are afraid of the shadows singing.
There is no winter and spring
It hinders even the time
My area no one is forgotten:
He's just - "not in the subject."
           Instead of the sun - the moon
           neon lights - view from the window
           And if not for your beauty,
           I just would have gone mad.