КЕДР - Звенящий Север - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

And if you go through hell's evil loops,

the first of the means is charter, do not stop,

Take a closer look under your feet, and do not look around,

It doesn't matter what's around - the station or the garden,

Otherwise, the crumbs of the mind and nerves will scatter like skittles, damn it,

And you will not notice a slightly waxed profile near your face,

One day, suddenly realizing that a little more than the level of what has been done,

what tempted loved ones to tell

That night when I appeared, the first snow fell inaudibly.

he hid my way back with wet palms,

yes, with such dexterity that even hefty imposing and

omniscient that society pissed, thrusting its long and forked tongue into its ass,

general silence became my conditional sign

and the slightly noticeable eyes of the Makarovs from Musorsk ambushes.

The mists died when the mists died

and the dawn strip of steel highlighted my bear land,

I just got up, gathered some simple belongings in my backpack, went out,

Without waking up the one who zakemaril on the way to the frozen paradise,

Yes, the first steps were harder than the thrust of the vertical hang glider of the Wright brothers,

but it was necessary to survive, and therefore went to the accompaniment of a gray flock of crows.

Brash you bitch, you don't know the underground

the passage to that underground was tightly covered with insulation,

It was warm, it was possible to stick immediately

and quickly setting, but what did you see at that time?

in the midst of general poverty, with his nose buried in a box,

I'm not proud of that time, I rather suffer from the fact that I became like that,

and to this day I walk, leaving almost no traces on the floor,

But there was one plus - reality made us real

Therefore, the nose is strictly in a horizontal position, even if life aches.

Familiar faces were washed by time, and tobacco smoke disappeared,

Outside the windows, everything has changed, even time, but I can’t become different,

so do not look for me, then in vain, because both the compass and your bloodhound will get lost pepper and a magnet,

Do not follow my path, I am here alone from now on and forever, as I understand it, kaschenit?

The bad head did not give rest to the feet, and therefore the soles trampled a thousand lands

another avenue of another oval city, March is followed by April

in short, the voice became, and the hair became shorter, and the cities were replaced by impenetrable bushes,

untrodden swamps, forest belts finally began behind them

from kilometer zero to the end of the world, from the church to the jungles of Kampuchea, the cold of the Reef, in the sun of Marrakesh,

all this flashed past the helmet, rebounding on a ricochet, only one RINGING NORTH LEAVED a BREACH in it!