Текст песни Hypoxia - Колыбельная для живых

Verse 1:

Calendar of my dreams is not close
There, on all the sheets of your name
Will the day if you want to live
Will the night since we again together

I humbly accept happiness
To love in you what is not
You - my plague, an evil storm
Grey ash cigarettes night

Ah, would open fire on us stars
Yes flushing in the palms of copper kings
Since live just too easy
Teach me again how to burn

And the color of evil blood gushing out of the pool
My heart - a piece of soil
So on the streets of Prague Spring
We were married a shutter click

Chorus:

As Jan Palach, burns flesh empires
Bur in the heart to grow weary verse
If God made of paper - not to believe
Lullaby to sing for live

Scorpions sting with jade
Sting us, but the poison is not harmful
Hear - I break the tablets
So trample them dancing in the chest

Verse 2:

Not choosing the edge of paradise
The aliens are playing
Zero is our voice
In a world where we stole the flame

In a country of broken hearts
Your Song riot breaks out
I sing praises to You
Taya softly on the screen

Richer we will not
But stronger antidotes
From early in the morning of the world treats
The smell of your strands

What had I stolen
From warehouses empty effort
You're like a life that did not ask
Song bird Sirin

We have a drop of blood in the bathroom
And idol poster ragged
continuous impersonation
silly partings

We were an early morning visitor
Soul braided knot
As of two evils did not choose, but
choose evil

I grow a flower of evil
Amid the lilies of the field your
And we shot in milk
Between the stars, there can not

And semantic stages
We are completely burned out
Too good for hell
Yes, bad for paradise