Рудольф Страусов - Ничего нет
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I drown in the abyss, below the horizon Shtil
Helps to die or make a new style
The sky below lying on the water, the music is sick,
Music is sick, music
There are ships on the horizon,
Voice in the voice recorder disappears
I scream in the microphone: Help me ...

There is nothing there, there is nothing, there is nothing
There is nothing there, there is nothing, there is nothing

Wake up again a brainless dibyl
Know only what others know
Be insignificant under the microscope
Be weightless, but it is difficult to relive
And fly away far beyond the contour
This planet and this cosmos
Who will wait for me there?
One who cannot forget me
Ring with a knife with a sharp shell of the earth
What about her, show me
Parade of planets, darkness or light?
The stars are scattered, where is the answer?
But he is not
There is nothing

There is nothing there, there is nothing, there is nothing
There is nothing there, there is nothing, nothing, there, there
Nothing, nothing, nothing, there, there ...