Текст песни Зирогона - Вакуум...

Go through the world
Or stay,
Or stand in the middle of the road ,
The place from Death to trade ?
After all, were the years ahead ...

An empty point - the empty night ,
Tautological life.
As if the words stuck lines ,
And all ideas - utopianism .

Everything is as it were deliberately sewn ,
Like a veil of black waxed thread .
Everything seems intact and broken.
Everything seems here, not with you .

Are you a lot of gold cargo
But why recumbent backpack
Yes, and the blind - the TV ,
A dead ammonia ?

No one knows the meaning of these things ,
Nobody realized until now.
What is emptiness and that other ,
They can not give yourself a rebuff ...