Брат Никотин [Brat Nikotin] [English translation]

Brother Nicotine, brother Nicotine,

I don't want to march in formation,

I want to walk alone;

I'm walkimg upon broken glass of the firing line -

Do divorce me, brother Nicotine.

I have allergy, I can't get up this early -

A homeless Buddha, a train drunk.

Wild sky - strict Lord;

Do divorce me, brother Nicotine.

I came to the church to get warm.

From an altar stares an eye.

Lord, here comes a suburb train,

As a diamond cuts the rails;

If I will feel suffocated

When brakes burn -

I watch how over snow-white skin

Slowly moves the blade of a knife...

Around me is the tundra, around me is ice;

I watch everyone hurry,

Although no one goes anywhere.

And the carousel spins, its wings rustle,

And here my life dances on suburb rails,

On the blade of a knife.

But if I crush down, crush somehow wrong -

God has a lot of us, a good deal;

Inside each heart is a broken heterodyne -

Do divorce me, while its no too late,

Brother Nicotine.

• Artist:Akvarium
• Album:Сестра Хаос