Текст песни Записки Неизвестного - Я в желтых был домах

Indifference

I was yellow houses -
And there out of Merit.
I wandered around in other people's minds,
As the shadow of Hamlet's father's ...
It seemed to many callous
And not a model ...
Once said, "To hell with him!"
After breaking up with his father ...
Last name with no middle name
Since then, all I write.
Most shunned society,
People can not stand!
And though the people celebrating
I am a folk festivals,
But with the hideous snout
Do not climb into noble.
He lives in me apathy:
With work - and in bed ...
Which right-wing parties -
I now do not care!
It goes without everything flows,
Well, for the life of the country
Other breast let bakes
Forty degrees of guilt.
I see many of the doomed,
Asks: "Well, when did ..?"
The population is black
Do not even worry me.
Sometimes I stuck in the News
Or in lёgenky filmets:
The empty language parish
It happened ... well, pee ....!
Show where winter
Cancers ...
            About sound used there,
Where grandparents storm
Winter yard - in the seventeenth!
Then I saw - well, the trouble!
What can not be found in the world?
In the false prophet's beard
I peeled off the air ...
He sat, chatted about the angel,
In the eyes - solid melancholy;
And the text of the Gospel
He read by heart,
And slёzonki trickled ...
I do not care to admit it
That no matter what happens
In the twelfth, two thousand!
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We got, I think, to a point.
Do not be ashamed - I will not hide,
Only a fig leaf
Face your'll cover ...

                              2011