Текст песни Кин-Дза-Дзен - Собака-собака

dog dog tell me tell
who strolled along the edge with a summer hand
dog dog who's smart
commanded the flag and all kinds of duds
forgotten tartan tired trombone
probably missed him probably
machine flies are bored from heaven
I myself am not here and not here
when the chervonets ran out of business
then our body will be hammered into a jamb
fly over houses and along the clouds
fly above the crosses of the Bells
and shimmily anxiously shimmers in the steppe
it is already impossible to shine a spark
probably the power of embezzlement was
probably the hunter broke up completely
I do not see I do not see where the sky is where the light
I was corrupted I was a gun
Oh gods about the gods why in the steppe
is doomed shouts help
probably then to the horror of not grown together
probably then to the horror of not grown together
all people are happy in the dark and in the Crimea
all people are unwilling people will die
and only deer his run continued
there is a fire in the shed and a charter
here is the head and inside the emptiness
there goes a pendulum and simplicity
there is a beetle and a fool and another emptiness
there is a stuffy mess and the mouth is closed
how to open the ear flap
how to tie a thread
how to miss the dare
how to remove walls
open your ear
mouth and eye
you'll get one
doubling me up
Trouble me
avoiding me
yayayayayaya