Текст песни Дейта Мейра - Гражданин Икс

Citizen X

Slobbering phalanxes, leafing through pages.
Life without newspapers is an artificial hunger.
Left the house, traveled all over the city,
I slept at the station and again on the train.

Anatomical involute -
My alter ego, in a ridiculous outfit.
Through the lenses of glasses, in an enlarged view
Recognize the gaze of an intellectual without a doubt.

Fractal fantasies curb take-off,
Not able to reconcile the high sediment.
Call me simple - God of the Forest.
Follow me, breathe in the back of the coyote.

From highways to curved corridors -
Straight from flirting to quiet vendetta.
And what is in the hands, in all corners of the world
Immediately dubbed the "gentleman's set."

But everything is ahead, and not even strange
That chimes are now beating on asphyxiation.
The crushed wheezing of dismembered Russia
In a cut throat, in puncture wounds.

(10/26/2009)