Текст песни marie rojet - Мусорная Корзина

I
Dub pieces horizon
2 bar black as coal.
On my notebook needle,
Cross-linking the fate of the line.

A star of houses
Service checkered windows,
I choked poetry,
Paper fiber network.

II
Wearing a striped robe,
Rush to the prosperity of the world,
Their work - the integration of vomiting,
Regular trash.

A ray of sun as the infection
Born patients seizures,
And somewhere in a blue little window,
The world is watching, and water fights.

III
I will not look you in the eye,
I promise that I could fix forever
His life for the convenience of faceless enemies,
Rake in the world to pieces in his pocket.