Текст песни Демократический Режим - В Доме дураков

Cat shoved into a hole bag
Have bathed themselves without wetting their pants
Danced on the glasses
Laughed to tears
They killed me from love
Kissing the dead in the head

In the House of Fools

Planted cucumbers in the neighboring vegetable garden
Tempted all lice on the battlefield
Profited from the death
Perished with good
Kissed at the goodbye
They killed a bullet in the back

In the House of Fools

They tied knots and threw them into the water
Long wiped the eyes with handkerchiefs
It's hard not to sleep
Long on duty
They were neighing until nightfall
Kissing the dead in the head

In the House of Fools