Текст песни The Инкогнито - чужие

"Other people"

1) Eidny smile, mad look
Anger on the soul, not a note
Among the crowd, philistine bodies
This view is finally ripe
Hate in them hits the drums
Soon they will be answered for all UEBAN

Chorus

Strangers in this coordinate system
Strangers for workers and for soldiers
Who voluntarily leaned
Here or death or heroes

1) antisocial items
Not for the spirit of them kings, president
Parties, rallies, all sorts of movements
Always have doubts
With a covered flock, not to wash in unison
From the TV, as a drug addict

Chorus.

2) in a rotary body, healthy cells
They put labels yes labels
But "strangers" do not care
They do not crawl born, but whatever fly
And let the time now dashing
There is hope, while there are strangers.

Pripev.