Текст песни Noize MC - Нойз в Музее

Without extra decibels
No lotions and other preparok
As if I was
Near you with a guitar

Strings vocals and beatbox top
Sound lighter kite
But he swung to the full all
Eighth zero eight "Noise at the Museum"

Whispers cry sometimes drowns
What has been said often quieter sounds convincing
In a world where everything is burning
Flashes and dazzles
Sometimes the only black on white comes to the optic nerve viewer
City yells in his ear like an old man old man
obsessive truth is not the first freshness
Loud snowstorm around like buhoy in Bukh
Shit on politeness stuffy though be hung up rabies
Trying to drown ligament tear off
It would seem louder nowhere but everything is relative
He playfully covers clatter and clang
Any speakers and amplifiers
And said quieter sounds convincing
The main thing to be able to catch a break and muse
To the listener does not become spectators
And strengthened understanding of the invisible bonds.

Without extra decibels
No lotions and other preparok
As if I was
Near you with a guitar

Strings vocals and beatbox top
Sound lighter kite
But he swung to the full all
Eighth zero eight "Noise at the Museum"