Егор Летов - Как в мясной избушке помирала душа
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How the soul darkened in a meat hut
How the soul died in a meat hut
How the soul was rotten in a fleshy hut
How the soul disappeared in a fleshy hut

In that red summer, many went crazy
That summer, the little people went crazy
Environmental raven
The eyes of the murdered miles
Stacked by good hardworking fingers
In neat festive pyramids

That summer I smashed my forehead
About the majestic virtues of vengeful memory
Observing inadvertently,
How the soul darkened in a meat hut
How the soul died in a meat hut

Someone set fire to dry reed
Rolled on a sled with dashing, with a geek
And how the time has come to take - thought, coughed
Dragged them on a hill like a dead mother
Yes, and threw it in the middle, thought
Sat down and tensed, sat down and thought
He sat down and stuck

Having given everything, I thought, Ponaroshka
I thought in three letters
However, it did not work out, there was not enough urine
So sat and watched the eyelids with bubbles
Vigilantly watched the eyelids,
How the soul darkened in a meat hut
How the soul darkened in a fleshy hut

Melted like a fish, sick like a dove
And the houses fell up and down
Up and down, up and down, up and down

The plastic tank declared war
Plasticine universe
The prodigal son left forever
I did not have time to return, I could not refer
I went too far, got lost
I got lost lost ...

That summer I cried with crooked teeth
Raw cutlets of their own weakness
That summer I never cried anymore
That summer I have never lived anymore
Nothing more happened to me

Rabbit plays in burning grass

How the soul darkened in a meat hut
How the soul died in a meat hut
How the soul was rotten in a fleshy hut
How the soul disappeared in a fleshy hut

In that red summer, many went crazy
That summer, the little people went crazy
Envious of the hasty ravens,
The murdered eyes of the killed mice
Stacked by good hardworking fingers
In neat festive pyramids

That summer I smashed my forehead
About the majestic virtues of vengeful memory
Observing inadvertently,
How the soul darkened in a meat hut
How the soul died in a meat hut

Someone set fire to dry reed
Rolled on a sled with dashing, with a geek
And how the time has come to take - thought, coughed
Dragged them on a hill like a dead mother
Yes, and threw it in the middle, thought
Sat down and tensed, sat down and thought
He sat down and stuck

Having given everything, I thought, Ponaroshka
I thought in three letters
However, it did not work out, there was not enough urine
So sat and watched the eyelids with bubbles
Vigilantly watched the eyelids,
How the soul darkened in a meat hut
How the soul darkened in a fleshy hut

Melted like a fish, sick like a dove
And the houses fell up and down
Up and down, up and down, up and down

The plastic tank declared war
Plasticine universe
The prodigal son left forever
I did not have time to return, I could not refer
I went too far, got lost
I lost it, lost ...

That summer I cried with crooked teeth
Raw cutlets of their own weakness
That summer I never cried anymore
That summer I have never lived anymore
Nothing more happened to me

Rabbit plays in burning grass

At dawn someone tapped the window
Quietly, no one heard, no one opened ...