Реанимация [Reanimatsiya] [English translation]

Pale gaps among the branches

Predatory newspapers, an everyday trophy

Like a wounded dog, commander is raving

And this is all usually called, son

Resuscitation

Resuscitation

Fat horsies, well-fed fields

Juicy corncobs, solar udder

A white round dance is waiting around the corner

And this rollicking invisible movie

Resuscitation

Resuscitation

But for an individual soldier

It stopped dying

After all, he has only a word, only a word — but what a word!

He began to gorge, booze, puke, take himself apart

The skull is firmly torn apart, and brain is flowing through the walls

Walls, walls, doors, windows — others were nearby

Were hastily comprehending the state of things

Contemplating the adventures of the One Flowing Everywhere,

Out of habit continuing to repeat ritually:

Resuscitation

Resuscitation

In a hot park — a summer thunderstorm

Late gifts, our voices

Somewhere barely audible is a brass orchestra

And this is all usually called, son

Resuscitation

Resuscitation

• Artist:Grazhdanskaya Oborona
• Album:Реанимация