И Смоется Грим [English translation]

I'll wash the paint away,

But it just stays on!

Working, grinding

Twisting the gears.

Where do the sparks come from, where in this darkness?

Where is the bottom, where is it in the Heavens?

Don't think about it grinding,

Twisting the gears.

Everything that's around you,

It just looks like life.

grinding and creaking

Twisting the gears.

Twisting the gears,

Twisting the gears.

Twisting.

• Artist:Piknik (Russia)
• Album:Театр Абсурда