Текст песни Илья Сойер - Это страшные крики

I searched the horizon in the kitchen -
 Zanykal, reptile, between hearts and suns,
 Lines of paper lines
 And Tomsk thick snowfall.

 From the refrigerator screaming Saturday,
 Understanding the meaning of the panorama of madness
 My broken windowpanes
 And broke lighters Whitney Houston.

 A nurse from the Third Municipal Hospital,
 ZOOM away from the screams of Auschwitz,
 He returned to the air with their eyelashes.
 I do not feel more than Herzen pneumonia.

 Oh, why did you shoot, Lun framework
 In my youth, green rain,
 In love, burning inside?
 This cry escaped from the usefulness
 Yaytsikletok distant galaxies.