Текст песни ЖЩ - Страна глухих

Over and over again
One by one.
The last word -
I will die young.
Come up with something
Poems without rhyme.
The last stronghold
A country for the deaf.

That it's 5 o'clock in the morning
That two o'clock in the afternoon
I really want to sleep
But this is bullshit.
Opening my eyes wider
They never sleep
Like you and
Like me.

When will these turbulences begin
I'll throw out the bed
I will eat once a day
And I won't sleep at all.
When this topic starts
It will start again.
To your problems
I do not care.

All over the firmament
There is no room for us.
We're leaving tomorrow
Always not now.
The last patron
One for three.
Who will rise above the throne
Countries for the deaf?

Troubled nights
Sad soldiers.
And everyone who does not want
Correct the disbat
Mutilated lace.
With a club on the forehead.
One foot in a puddle
The second is in the coffin.

We are mourning
Let's hit the road.
They wave to us from the windows
They don't wait back.
On the staircase
Crowd of young
Humbly awaits death
In a country for the deaf.

Out of money.
Why is this all?
Put everyone to the wall
And let them shake.
Let them ask for mercy
They scream with all their might.
After all, I don't need
So that you live on