Святослав Баскаков - Земля Франца Иосифа
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The alarm clock beats with a mechanical agony.
Thirty turns around the sun
You came to this world in the tunnel from the world,
But everything is arranged so that you do not remember this.

You wake up a broken bed,
You do not know who lives in your body,
Your attachment beat electric shock
You look like a butterfly that did not win the cocoon.

But there is time
You can still catch up with everything,
Run, run,
To save what is left ...

The land of Franz Joseph is the territory of freedom.
The land of Franz Joseph is eternal ice and cold waters.
The land of Franz Joseph is among the ruthless white hell.
The land of Franz Joseph is probably what you need for a long time.

You are going to work, as always Monday, as always,
Change the amount of time for the amount of money.
The meaningless process of the pursuit of the shadow,
But you can no longer fail in the bone.

You turn on the TV, you are again in Hollywood,
You will take the worlds that are not, and will not be.
Among the touching lies, in the middle of the scenery and makeup,
So far, real life rushes past ...

But there is time
You can still catch up with everything,
Run, run,
To save what is left ...

The land of Franz Joseph - steamboats do not float there for money.
The land of Franz Joseph is the territory of freedom.
The land of Franz Joseph - you will not buy a ticket or a visa there.
The land of Franz Joseph is nearby, you are already close to her.

Not a star in the sky - a cigarette butt in a puddle,
Your life flies, no one needs you.
You will die tomorrow, there will be nothing to remember,
And you live as if you are eternal ...

But there is time
You can still catch up with everything ...