Какое небо [Kakoye nebo] [English translation]

Use the strong mind's chomping of buckwheat

Of zealous cavalry's diarrhea of words

And shove yourself into the meaty pores

Into the soft little holes

Left by bullets

Because it's better to knock than to bang.

The anonymous philosophy of those who were sold alive

For a colossal discount

Who were buried alive

Into the summer's resin of worn out proclamations

Thoroughly drenched by psychoanalysis.

In vain, you slept through the united front

Of the drowsy fish's wasted potency

You, the one forcing all these feats on us, god damnit!

With the frozen twig of drunkenness

Poke, poke around in the soapy stew

Of the unbearably innocent past.

In the soapy stew of eaten bread.

And the sky is still exactly the same

as if you hadn't

sold out.

• Artist:Grazhdanskaya Oborona
• Album:Всё идёт по плану