Текст песни Высшая мера - Похоронное бюро

Life does not last forever, conducting funerals
Very soon you will be required.
Coffin for your size, artsy style,
The hearse and the funeral will provide you
Our funeral home!
Late now to regret about left,
Cherish the memories of the past:
What is so anxious, do not have time,
Bears that lived only suffering
Look to the future, what are you waiting there? -
Old age, indifference and loneliness.
The tale of the afterlife will not weaken oppression
Painful feeling the approaching queue
In our funeral home.
Sin is not to make profits on the coffins,
Using the difference in price:
Flame hearts turns us into ashes,
Benefits which - rot in the ground,
A coffin than life, a coffin - are always needed,
For death comes to all, to you or me.
We do not ask much, two thousand rubles.
& quot; The mourning for the departed - for a ridiculous price! & quot; -
Credo funeral!
Death is closer
All below
Prices for coffins ...
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