красота красного круга - фреоны
текст песни

Radio Radio pierced
Yes, you are my only friend
See as fogged camera lenses
Filmed opponents of a vicious circle
What if I am a disease that goes beyond
Soviet apartments, with post -Soviet gadgets
live in the crowds of doubts
To be always the first?
Light breeze turns a storm
Taking the heart with dense curtains
but somewhere deep down to believe
That this is all that life gave us
Our world is a meat workshop
These soulless people look like steaks
where is friendship about which fervent songs
On old, broken benches sing
Comfortable to live in the list, without the right to the place
Or just without hands
How to call a person from this planet
a real and warm word friend
I am too nobody to give you joy
You are too nobody to swim grief
under the air conditioning, freonsc
that there are too many of them
This is a community of unleasant people
And I will go with them at least to the ends of the world
They will kill me with a fork in a beer
for what? But what I believed in them.

On scraps of newspapers, on luminous stands
Looking for something new, kind, first (2x)