Лётчик [Lyotchik] [English translation]

I don't know where we went wrong with our calculations

Maybe about the air density?

In a state of free hangover

I was gloriously shot down over a desert.

This burden is dragging me down like a rock

Maybe I was guilty of something before someone in the past?

Having lost hope to measure my soul in grams

All disciples go on a commercial break.

But if you believe, apart from the rules,

A piece of metal is my crucifix,

Stars at night are my medals,

I am a shot down pilot, they got me!

I see those who organized this festivity

But my body doesn't obey orders

The music is unbearably loud

And the burned debris is spinning in this waltz.

An image froze in the refraction of light

Uncomfortable answers are left in it

How important is the result of my efforts?

At this point I don't give a damn.

But if you believe, apart from the rules,

A piece of metal is my crucifix,

Stars at night are my medals,

I am a shot down pilot, they got me!

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• Artist:Bi-2
• Album:Горизонт событий (2017)