Текст песни ВАНТУЗ - ЗЕРНО

The little man has his own candle
The little man has his own stove
The little man has his own plans
The little man has his wounds
And the person at the person is forced
And that person is not happy with that person
And the man on humanly asked
And the man that man released

And this man went naked and barefoot
And a man walking his path grew
But he did not meet the man on the way
And the man no longer knew where to go
Where to go where to go where to go
Where to go where to go where to go
Where to go where to go where to go
Where to go where to go where to go
Where to carry the legs to the confused body
Charter out of the way to rest it crouched
It crouched and for ever grew
I was sown there and I sprouted
And I'm hung on all sides with fruits
And I was not touched by myself for years
I'm not a toy I'm inside alive
I am a solitary plant on earth

I'm a weak green grain
I this is what was given to everyone
For a long time, once I was my only one
Now it grows inside everyone.
Time reminds a cloth
I pull the threads and twist the spindle
On the fabric, the cadres turn into movies
See how everything was delicately woven
The apples rolled around their own garden
The apples were accidentally caught in the teeth
And my seed inside the reptile sprouted
And far from the garden the seed has skidded
And time weaved the cloth all the time wove
The spindle rotated and did not get tired
Do not get tired to give all the time a thread
And this meant that to live still yes to live

But a foreign tribe grew up on earth
The alien tribe contained a seed
But the seed is supposedly of a different kind
From the unearthly destroying fetus
And poisoned their juices with a poison
And the tribe followed in the wake of the reptile
And the reptile took them home at night under the moon
One-tenth of the sun's light above the earth
And while the children of the world were sleeping peacefully
They were killed and their seats occupied
Not everyone had time to change before dawn
For half the light I continued to live
And the apples began to circulate the sutra according to the pair
And the seed was mourning in this fire
And the sky was crying all day long over them
And the tears gave the power to grow up to others

For the fact that the blood enemies were loved
Two halves are no longer divisible
Now I am living a new grain
Now I'm at war with myself
Now I'm a white and black I thread
Now I can not change anything anymore
And the canvas that had always been white before
From now on, it became forever ashen gray
Since then, the spindle has become two spindles
Lost the roots, we forgot the times
Lost ourselves forgetting our seed
We closed ourselves by naming ourselves a tribe
I'm your whole one feel this
I am the whole world and all the shades of color
And if the first earthlings become whole
The Earth will dance again in a white sarafan