Текст песни Душевные Болезни - Гость

We tied their excesses,
You invited us to a feast.
We fell, but did not cry,
You know, dripped on my nerves.

Not killing my baby face,
Crush my soul senile,
Having calmed habits rabies
I'm going to give you.

Where anxiety, and that salvation?
So miserable night singing,
So miserable night zeal
What anxiety, and where salvation?

And she did not know about it,
Hiding behind his party card.
A learning covering excesses,
That's what I came to you at the banquet.

Che did not believe?
Look for your door:
There I stand,
I smile.

Well ask me:
Che then you have come?
I do not answer,
You and he will understand.

15.01.2001