Текст песни the Chemodan - На обочине общества

The music falls on the surface veins
Ae This H-E-M-O-M-A-N
Rap to vomiting among plasterboard walls,
Under these notes is rotated in a coffin Chopin
We are also at the roadside, we live not too late
Look at the stars, ssym to bee nest
A good day to kick up a row
Wonderful holiday, holocaust or Babi Yar
My uncle is the most honest, and rob children of yabid
What does not kill us and inserts
Yau in these places had happened ark
Tajik build a house on a foundation of snow
I do not know but maybe this is the salvation
I can not imagine where we wake up this Sunday
Okey Google how to stop time?
The answer was the hammer blows to the crown