Текст песни Соломенные Еноты - Привидение

I would like to become a ghost
Potems in the house
I would like to inspire
Abominations do proud,

Stupid, evil resident
With impudent sincer in the eyes
I want to madly
See these eyes in tears

So that instead of contentment - despair
So that instead of smiles - longing
The smile should be random
And shaking like a temple from sand

I would teach their panic
The splendor of an empty bustle
Leaving one privilege -
Be with a miserable god on you

He will not give them comfort
The world will overflow sadness
Quiet dark streets
And you are not sorry for anyone