Текст песни DRUGиЕ - Родина спит

Shameless Night, Moon Monocle
He gazes out the window, as in a television screen.
Minor chord fluttering from the string
It lays like snow on the blood of fresh wounds.
Go down to the pharmacy to buy the wheels,
But where to go to them is an interesting question.

Homeland is sleeping
Homeland quietly dies in a dream.
Homeland has AIDS,
She no longer needs anything
Which is just what I need.

A bottle of wine is one hundred years empty
A rotten dream in a garbage can.
No smoke burns birch bark verses
And nervously trembling revolver in a holster.
The deeper the bed, the more terrible it is to sleep alone
And you want to leave - all the ways straight to the window.

Homeland is sleeping
Homeland quietly dies in a dream.
Homeland has AIDS,
She no longer needs anything
Which is just what I need.