Дельфин - Свастика
текст песни

So far we are alive with you
Among blood and ice
Among the oblivion of love
In the fatigue of labor
On our torn sleeves
Swastika has expired
And it would be better to be fools
Look at the clouds

A transparent butterfly shower
In the pollen of hopes
Will rise home, in a hurry
Above the blackness of the clothes
Only the body spilled into the ground
A glass of milk
He happened so little
Look at the clouds

Under pain of one's own deaths
In the desire to be
We are tears of future children
They are ready to pour through the edges
Forgive us for the weakness of souls
For the fact that deep
The sadness of the bloody puddles
For clouds