Noize MC - Красный октябрь - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

You have Critical Days: you yell with or without reason,

I’m already cut like vinyl and don’t remember what *ex is.

I feel like your pad, I absorb all the screams without a trace.

Blushing with indignation, I can barely hold back a scream,

But responding to anger with anger is not a solution, but a dead end.

So I just start smiling at all thirty-two, ignoring all your words,

Nodding his head in agreement - like, you’re right, yes, dear - I’m fucking guilty.

I was guilty before I was born, my birth is my second mistake,

It’s impossible to fix it - neither give nor take - I can’t be your mother’s son-in-law.

There are so many disgusting men around, and I’m the only one who’s so disgusting,

At the table I look like either a pig or a locust; there are no chores that I can handle.

I write nonsense, I strum my guitar for days, I don’t want to get a normal job,

I don’t grove my son with a tree, I don’t build a mansion, I tear up the pages of the calendar while waiting for the end of the cycle.

You have Critical Days: you yell with or without reason,

I’m already cut like vinyl and don’t remember what *ex is.

I feel like your pad, I absorb all the screams without a trace.

Blushing with indignation, I can barely hold back a scream,

But responding to anger with anger is not a solution, but a dead end.

For almost a week now I’ve been standing up to my neck in mud, digging trenches, digging trenches, waiting for the battle to end.

The shells are exploding, the horns and clips are empty, I endure it as best I can, but all my armor is already full of holes.

I wave the white flag, but I don’t think you care! You don’t take me prisoner - I’ve already been captured a long time ago.

It's hard not to become a dead man in a carnage where bombs only fall where it hurts the most.

Your words, like a control in my head, turned our house into Smolny.

I'm under arrest, I can't avoid execution, your voice is gaining decibels again.

You have Critical Days: you yell with or without reason,

I’m already cut like vinyl and don’t remember what *ex is.

I feel like your pad, I absorb all the screams without a trace.

Blushing with indignation, I can barely hold back a scream,

But responding to anger with anger is not a solution, but a dead end.