PIKNIK — Mrakobesie i Jazz

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ПИКНИК — Мракобесие и Джаз
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  1. Ты кремень-труха,

    Что истлел насквозь.
    В самую маковку — труха у них в головах и подражательство.

  2. Picnic: The Obscurantism and Jazz

    The world of passions exists,
    Not to know Lord's bliss.
    With no wonders or schemes,
    Not to you, not to me.

    Paint with your blood,
    The Apocalypse is now.
    Middle Ages are upon us,
    The obscurantism and jazz.

    The obscurantism and jazz!
    The stoned idols lead themselves to
    The electric ecstasy.
    The obscurantism and jazz!
    Don't you get it:
    All was stolen before us.

    You are rotten flint,
    That decayed right through.
    Yet you could climb up,
    But the nail pierced shoe.

    Paint with your blood,
    The Apocalypse is now.
    Middle Ages are upon us,
    The obscurantism and jazz.

    The obscurantism and jazz!
    The stoned idols lead themselves to
    The electric ecstasy.
    The obscurantism and jazz!
    Don't you get it:
    All was stolen before us.

    You have sold yourself,
    In no time got wealth.
    Traded spite for spite,
    Swapped an eye for eye.

    Paint with your blood…
    Middle Ages are upon us…

    The obscurantism and jazz!
    The stoned idols lead themselves to
    The electric ecstasy.
    The obscurantism and jazz!
    Don't you get it:
    All was stolen before us.

    [ Equirhythmic translation: (c) St.Sol @ LT, lyricstranslate.com/en/translator/st-sol ]

  3. шклярский красава! из всего говна выделяется как памятник! слушаю с 85 года и не жалею!

  4. >На дворе средневековье,
    >Мракобесие и джаз.
    >Все украдено до нас.
    >Продавал себя,
    >Богател тотчас.
    Казалось бы, при чём тут Путин и РПЦ?

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