Текст песни Янка Дягилева - Мы по колено

We are knee-deep in your voices
And you on shoulders in our hair
They are to the elbows in the dark stomachs,
And I'm on the neck in disastrous places.
We are under the fire of some boiling water,
And you are under the sound of yadar hammer,
They are in the shadow of a newspaper leaflet,
And I at the moment of an iron click.

We are at the mercy of thousands of your phrases,
And you are behind the wall, pyknyvshey on us ...
She is at the mercy of the pycc, the throat and the eye,
And I'm on a mountain in them, and in you, and at us ..