Urban Pinochet - На столбах
текст песни

When the crowd concentrates
Nightmare history on the turnover
We will hang with you on pillars
Because we were against
We did not squeeze in the hands of the Pyataki
And did not count on success
We were some not such
For each other and against all
Without calls to change something
Someone catch, tie, hang
We will be caught, you and me,
And in the end hang, of course.
All because it did not worry
Like small meerkats
We climbed under the blanket
Not on dark barricades
Meek night replaced songs
About the fact that this world will soon collapse
We thought it would be helpful
Quiet smoking on small kitchen
Silently look at the dead stars
And despise, despise, despise
Only the moon came seriously
Straight as a fucking overseer
The light crashed and on the door of Ebashhat
We wanted on top of my heads
So that our spread
Eternally, our love flew
Only under the heads of the shoulder
Unprincipled and lost
And crack on the planet shots
As if under blows a tree
Life will not end, but will start
I give you a promise
You will smile with you with you
Look out the window for goodbye
Two pillars are visible on the wasteland
Where chickens of cold flesh
Will hang out our bodies
Because we were against