Текст песни Flinn - Новорожденный

Pleasures fight on chain reaction chains
Dissolving to the perception of the world in the form of abstraction
People-too-people advertise happiness selling not at all
Giving a lot of empty impersonal words, but it is nothing

I was born, looked around
With the first breath penetrate
How cold as it would not be
Too human, repent
I repent, I disgust
When everything is so primitive
The repetition of the word should be as if in delusion
Allows you to love a concrete environment

Love lives in old dust books diaries
Now only nude instinct flames in empty eyes
New gods allow themselves to laugh in naive
Proud of his sensual frigidity

Night is full of tears, she is full of pity for us
Sticking in the insomnia of lovers and their poems
It is scattered by fragments, full pain
But this does not play any role