Безруких - Пусть нас... - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Let us be sorted into shelves

Until now I deign to stay here

I'd rather be part of the system

Until emphysema can be avoided,

I'll end up as a part, part of the atmosphere

measures will be taken, this will not help us. There will be cholera

And plumber Valera will write to the newspaper, betraying his faith.

It may be read, wasting their time, will be considered a misfortune and their burden will fade away

This fact bypassed everyone, and you would still go, my dear,

Keep your happiness behind the tiles while you are young,

Going to the store for a generous discount, you were deceived again, with the same smile, you looked at the price tag, without going into details

As long as we exist, so will it be with us

We’ll buy everything again, it won’t get any better, having atoned for our sins, we won’t become gods, we’re only feeding the devil, and our hands are tired, carrying those we wouldn’t have carried before, for the sake of miserable pleasures, not sparing ourselves.

Along the blade of the thread, we walk slowly

While we exist, diminishing over the years, hurry to live, avoiding sadness, on the side where you didn’t know about it.

My dear, do not reveal those secrets that are not hidden by us, do not look for answers, they will come to you on their own.