Текст песни Операция Пластилин - просто нюхать кокаин

say nothing
don't listen to anyone
just sniff cocaine
with Christmas tree toys
moths sit in the closet
the sun goes out in the wind
if you really smoke spring,
then for two is always one

turn around there behind your back
your childish nonsense
and from the door well
prickly light

on the mattress man
and someone screams
in my mind
behind the window
grey colour
I want so much
so need me ..

thin threads
empty days
white attics
stories
poems
smoke
poison
life from photos
to sew

Only ash knows
What does it mean to burn to the ground,
But I will also say
Short glance forward:
Not everything is carried away by the wind,
Not all broom, widespread,
Pick up the yard.
We will remain crumpled by a stub!
Spitting in the shade under the bench,
Where corner to penetrate
Ray will not give
And clinging to mud,
Counting the days, in the humus, in the sediment,
In the cultural layer!

Zamaravshi scoop, archaeologist open his mouth to burp,
But its discovery will thunder on the whole world,
Like a passion buried in the ground,
As the reverse version of the pyramids.
-Carrion! - he will breathe, clasping his stomach,
But it will be farther from us than the land from the birds
Because carrion is cell free!
Freedom from the whole! The apotheosis of particles!