Гуманитарное новообразование - Конечная
текст песни

We will die in one day as heroes of the folk epic
Clinging his cheeks to the cooled comfort
Write on the fields - Russia is not for comfort
Here cities speak the language of still life
Words obsolete from a lexicon
In the anthill, the life of insects hits the key
And through the asphalt of the time the sprout breaks through
But still she will break her neck with a dirty boot
And I, if not I, then a blonde
From the neighboring street of the area of the era
She will fall into the world directly from the graduation
Proving once again that life is a pretense
Take three steps forward, two back
as in the lesson of choreography
Now any word threatens to become an epitaph
Now life will hug you, fill all the cavities
will remind you of conscience as a social construct,
All couples pioneer will fly to the fire where
The beckoning youth has long burned out,
And you remember how they promised to quit drinking, they say why we are
It is better to find a bite to practice dzogchen
No one started like that, blasphemy, to blame for Russia

Russia is not for comfort, woke up at the final stop
tram, trolleybus, youth,
This is all a farce, theatrical production,
Hurry up to leave the salon
Well, Siberia Mon Amur, Shalom

Russia is not for comfort,
Dis cuting the snowdrifts again
I try not to look at, because they are empty
Like grandfather's shirt that for twenty years she was not released

People think the sidewalk, trampling the space time
In order not to be swallowed like a uaroboros
After all, Russia is not for comfort here you need to fight
For the right to bear a name or beg it from the Ministry of Names
To a different level of compromise with you by crossing
Life in lines
And smiling the crowd means to be crucified on a shameful pillar
Write their names on the fragments of autocracy
On the fences of pipes and concrete slabs
After all, it angers them
Revolution inside, at least one day not to be a bastard
And the naked Michelle Welbek will run out of the bushes
say hello I have been waiting for this for a long time
We will heal now
as if an echo of former losses
Beating in the temple suddenly faded overnight