Текст песни Plastika - Камбэк

Hiding a blade in a nutshell
Not sharper than anxiety.
But stayed soberly sober
Like a road in the desert.
Surrounded, threatening with revolvers,
Fiber spinning.
It became possible all of a sudden that it was impossible for us,
Inventing ciphers.

This was my last escape
This was my last escape
Comeback!
Pigs trampled beads in the snow
Pigs trampled beads in the snow
Comeback !.

Surrounded by sand
Will become small pearls.
No matter where - to the west, or east,
After all, the films are illuminated.
Conspiracy does not have to be respected
The dial is licked by arrows.
I am ready to give all passwords, addresses
For forbidden shooting.

This was my last escape
This was my last escape
Comeback!
Pigs trampled beads in the snow
Pigs trampled beads in the snow
Comeback!