Текст песни Nakka - Шатун

Who am I?
 
Who am I? crank rod
hand-cranked man
poorly welded from perishable flesh
I mold my mournful age from casting
 
I am
connecting rod
with a mill
in the mouth
accept, Charon, my obol
I went
through fuel oil Let.
solidol flowing
but I am no longer
was and no
 
I am a connecting rod
crooked
i am going
from that side of the world to this
in the sky
two hundred pucks shine brightly
in front of
closed riveted metal eyelids
 
time-space
pierce the pistons
I'm leaving
but i don't fade
 
in the haze of electroplating
rods
and you welded
walking around here with me
 
accept, Charon, my obol
I went
through fuel oil Let.
solidol flowing
all
wander
cutter
in the mouth
 
snake cable
tail eating
 
I come back from where I came
to the region where a metal ox roars
fuel oil, piston
but here me
no
was and no

snake-rope eats tail
Graveyard is my GOST
but I'm a connecting rod
and I (c) rave