Текст песни Ю. Антонов - Под крышкой гроба твоего

we all hurry to become dead,
because there is nothing more wonderful,
than the land that is above us,
above the lid of your grave,
over the lid of your grave.

in a moment the sensations of the earth,
all disappear to one,
for that is earthworms,
under the lid of your grave,
under the lid of your grave.

you came to me, buddy,
and do not be afraid of anything,
you will find me in the cemetery,
under the roof of my coffin,
under the lid of my coffin.

and I do not need happiness in my life,
I own a coffin of my own,
and to me on a pleasure to get,
under the lid of his coffin,
under the lid of his coffin.