Текст песни Vladimir Krakhmal - Медиаметеорит

The world is like a heap of ash
Will dissipate in an instant.
And this one did not warm up,
Like a north fireplace.
In this concrete temple, where will we go tomorrow -
Medeameteorite, we're in the role of dinosaurs.

The planet is broken into pieces, but somehow not for luck.
In the periphery of the imaginary colors, the lights will go out.
It makes no sense to go here in the mud on the ice -
The soul whitens pure that, without sparks,

Soared up, like planes fly into the sky.
Who are you yourself? In the era of robots, he is tightly cocooned.
Soot rooms in a city with false laws. You are in a coma.
Dug in by those who rule the clones forever

Rubbing nonsense with posters into my head. Time is burned out.
What moves you is embroidered on your heart, there is silence
Will fill the facades of houses, quarters of courtyards,
As soon as the five-legged dog touches the threshold with the fifth paw.

Hey, don't cover the sky for me with a dirty handkerchief.
The mind will go out, letting all the shit go like a ragged seine.
I saw the crash being born, but somehow it wasn't
There, then who would be able to remove all the dust and cross out the blanks.