Текст песни Porvata - Ракеты

Gathering dust in boxes protective masks,
Kukushkin slёzki, pansies,
The funny combinations flesh with iron
Stagnation of trying to be something useful.
The sky is broken, songs are sung,
For flight ready dreams and rockets,
Color strokes marked courses
And we only factors, only the resources!

But we do the rocket!

Similar to the splashes of burning fat
All black spots on the globe of the world,
The conveyor trains good mines
Let there remain only the machine.
The whole logic of death, all the power of science
Bring down down, restarts his our meal,
The final chord of the rocket summer
We are beginning to move to the light!

Where did you get away from the planet?

(Key to the start)