Текст песни Еля Кириллова - Атомоход

The notebook sheet is torn out
The nuclear-powered ship is folded.
Sleep well, Greenpeace.
It is checkered.

Echo lives in the holds
Locks - in the "open" position.
Boatswain, take on board
Freshly picked juice
Freshly punctured wounds
Lightborn souls
Freshly Tilled Fear
Hands bound.
Freshly choked scream
Freshly expressed tears
In a ragged moment
Extraction of splinters.

Navigator, heading north!
On the way back -
Purple cargo.
Unreasonable love.

Music: Coldnoise - Memories
Text and voice: Elya Kirillova