Текст песни Дети Пикассо - Заговор

Flying people don’t see us
Like a conspiracy.
And the red children pass by,
Like a conspiracy ...

And now I have a wound on my neck -
Like a conspiracy.
And you're ready for disturbing dreams
Like a conspiracy.

Someone else's night playing the piano
Like a conspiracy.
Flowers run down the corridors
Like a conspiracy.

And now I have a wound on my neck
Like a conspiracy.
A terrible bird choir is numb in the forest.

And the one who failed to hide,
It will be hooked to the master of dark affairs.

Conspiracy, conspiracy