Славочка - мертвые звезды
текст песни

[Coupling 1, Slava CPSU]:
Hear, these stars will go out without you.
No wonder thunder and lightning the sky is shaking in orgasms.
No wonder under this energized sky in sepia
We forget that they hang on the network.

Big children under the dome of the eternal summer!
Snow squeezed with stucco from the sky.
I was against the Will became a member of the Eternal Reich,
Taking two tickets to the Ice Desert of Yutunheim.

Something burned in chips - that electronics,
What aware of ourselves as a software, and a chip on the palm
- Drew heart. Well, the world is a hand-drawn comic!
Through the crutch, and the cripple will not argue with it.

Do not ask me to cool!
I will smoke, the windowsill burns plums,
Huli me this white rabbit?
He started me in the bushes, where he rows with spikes lemongrass.
An indifferent eye of the Moon and the kennel abandoned by God.

Here my temple houses.
Silest every word, did I break?
Or there is a DNA error, whose program code.
Each prayer for him is only a bug report.

Tomorrow I will not die yet; Although who knows him ...
Years no longer return, and time is given to spend.
So I do not think about the minutes that I was waiting for the renovation,
In the chambers of consciousness stepping through the wall.

Chorus [x2]:
I see the light of the dead stars.
I was loved by Neverney, everything is somehow glimpse.
I hear the laugh of the dead stars,
Nothing is always under their incorrect light.

[Coupling 2, Slava CPSU]:
The poet and the songwriter died. Only in mp3
The light of his strange unfortunate star remained.
And I carried the soul as smoke from a dirty front
The annoying litter of meat huts to be with God on an equal footing.

Is this not the dream that you thwart yourself?
But, giving us warm, indifferent star
Remained anyway and even a meal heat
In the system of our coordinates - absolute zero!

But fell wings, and mole fell per servant;
Now the worm is distinguished from the worm!
Well, what "insect" - not "Albatross" of Bodler?
Tell me, French, what does it mean to be a Russian poet?

So: stay dead light, rush through vacuum,
To find your planet, burn the retina
An abandoned person. Critical mass will be
This beam and he will explode supernova.
Hi!

Chorus [x2]:
I see the light of the dead stars.
I was loved by Neverney, everything is somehow glimpse.
I hear the laugh of the dead stars,
Nothing is always under their incorrect light.

[Coupling 3, Zamay]:
I saw these left stars, they are red dwarf,
But if they are ignited - it is necessary for someone!
Only under the gloss you are standard Stepan, and karma
I will overtake, even though putting a hundred humor guns.

My universe only exploded
I noticed this outbreak about thirty years old.
Not so long ago, our heavenly ship is in the ranks
And we still be able to attach a couple of compartments.

Hear, you are still too, friend, young,
To play the old man and talk about death;
Although you see in my meadow
From empty hopes, emotions, fears, women.

But this is just an experience, the next stage
On the way to something new. Let and hurt
But after autumn, winter always comes,
And in the morning it is already sneaking into the windows.

We were once given something for someone
But what was it? I can't remember ...
Delivered the useful properties of firewood, scrap metal.
By putting a rebel, this I will not solve the question!

Give a different planet!
I will fill it too with my empty pussy,
Taking dirty papers for a clean coin,
Just paint what was not made out of the spirit.