Пикник - 1-Из Мышеловки, 2-От Кореи До Карелии
текст песни

From the mousetrap

Mud is still not washed off the skin
Only fear is no more
Therefore, a passerby fell silent
Looks in surprise

And the movements of the nonsense
As if from a mousetrap
As if from a mousetrap
She just broke out

Three words before the fall
For the second birth
For the second birth
You are alone to midnight

And in the chest alternately
There was either ash or diamond
Then slyly arrogant
The night squinted the eye

And the movements of the nonsense
As if from a mousetrap
As if from a mousetrap
She just broke out

Three words before the fall
For the second birth
For the second birth
You are alone to midnight

And no longer cripple
Laughter of fucked fools
After all, he jumped on her shoulders
Wet angel from clouds

And movements ...

And the movements of the nonsense
As if from a mousetrap
As if from a mousetrap
She just broke out

From Korea to Karelia

From Korea to Karelia
White winds howl
White winds howl
The path cannot be found

From Korea to Karelia
I don't know what I do myself
Oh, I don't know what I'm doing
I'm sorry for the dark

And towards how selected
There are gloomy unkind ones
There are gloomy unkind ones
It’s scary to give them a hand

Do not go, but stumble
Do not sing, but stutter
Do not sing, but stutter
Apparently soon disappear

And towards the beaten
Frail and cunning
Frail and cunning
Build mirrors

And for them how bequeathed
All runs the wrinkles- cracks
All runs the wrinkles- cracks
Divide them in half

From Korea to Karelia ...

Well, something torn
But everyone is equally
But everyone is equally
Multi -colored and patches

Shreds fly in all directions
The foreheads crack and break beards
The foreheads crack and break beards
Yes, all this is not from evil

From Korea to Karelia
White winds howl
White winds howl
The path cannot be found

From Korea to Karelia
I don't know what I do myself
Oh, I don't know what I'm doing
I'm sorry for the dark