Текст песни АтЪ - 26 зим

Shouted places ...
A knife came out of my throat with a cough
The open palm is empty again
Over Kovalevo snow, passing in the rain ...
Crimson face winter
From death to alcohol
And asks to smoke by taking a glass on his chest
She's sorry for what happened.
Now she is ready to love
But no one can return

Yes that outside ...
In a nutshell, you will not say
When circling
Smear
The world is one
You know, it's the same here, Sasha ...
And, in general, it even became worse
During these twenty-six winters

From a leaky, crying, mouth -
Unwashed porridge
Walking along the line -
Take the line
When from the common chamber you will tear a kick
And the silver will quake
Shards of mirrors
A ridiculous continent is torn from under the feet
February, opening the window,
Will see
As, breaking into a cry,
The ballad will go to the obituary

Who is not needed,
Neither in fluff, nor in soot -
Conflagrate,
Slept
On the mode
Here everything is the same, Sasha
And then it will only get worse
With each of the lived winters

In vain lived winters ...
In vain for the surviving winters ...
It will only get worse ...
With each of the lived
In vain lived
Zim
It will only get worse
Only worse ...