Текст песни Purgen - Мы воздушные фильтры заводов

We have air filters factories,
Wires power,
Gears large parahod
And microbes cyber mutations
We're going where the wind blows,
As a grain of sand in the vast desert
And our inner world is very tight
As the trunk in the mini-car

We are in his head
At a minimum, the kings of beasts
Designers huge planets
Ready to destroy the light

We jewel of a large necklace,
Ants Urban Nature
We like soldering on a single chip
And the vagaries of fashion space,
We're now on the burning asphalt
And fuming complete urn
We like the small rocket
Utanuvshaya in Saturn's rings

We are above all else,
We will not stop one
From us nobody leave
Trample on its way

We are like a drop in a big ocean,
Depersonalize in traffic and crowds,
We like animals in an iron trap
As the toys on the shelves of the sun,
All attempts to climb a little higher
Presikayutsya rigidly and strictly
We are like butterflies twitching breathe
The web entangled again

We are in his head
At a minimum, the kings of beasts
Designers huge planets
Ready to destroy the light
We are above all else,
We will not stop one
From us nobody leave
Trample on its way