Терапевтически Доказанные Зайцы - Нехотя
текст песни

I take it reluctantly
Dungeon scream
I will bring it to my mouth
And I am silent
On the left in the morning
I will bite the tongue
If you grow up
So lucky

So they did not shoot
About me rifles
They didn't want to see it
Wake the dawn
They ran past
Demons-half-bloods
Silently became ashamed
I say again

Again, as before
I crawl into the ground
Ripe root crop
I'm sitting low
Any ignorance
With a drunken sniff
I explain boldly
Steadily, weighty

Ceeply, tight
Zamyazamis
Crych, candles, clouds
They were baked in the stove
Correcting the cap
Overtime life
Wish good luck
Just don't scream