Текст песни 93 ОМБР - Наша маленькая стая

- Zheka,
- A ?
- We died a long time ago.

Here are our graves. And on the graves of the castle
- Zheka,
- Well, what?
- I know one thing
Time has elapsed, But the hands are clean

It's cold in the ground And the current is running out.
Get up the pack we need to go
And someone else is waiting for the Layered Pie
And someone hunt splash in the blood

Our little pack goes into the sky

Look, we are no longer here
Let them themselves break their stone women
On the lamp posts there are so many empty seats
But only without us, you hear, without us.