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Doctor | Доктор
04:44
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Doctor
Hello, doctor. I am so tired of being a marionette
And would like to become a puppeteer
I am so bored of being useless
Hello, doctor. I don’t want to be a puppeteer anymore
These string are cutting my wrists
Teach me how to become useless again
Hello, doctor. I am so tired of being cheerful
And would like to become intelligent
To be able to see fractals in this chaos
Hello, doctor. I don want to be intelligent anymore
And would like to have some fun
Infect me with happiness today
Infect me, heal me
Infect me, oh I am so useless
Hello doctor. I am bored of being a corn.
And would like to become an orange.
So tired of being useless.
Hello doctor. I don’t want to be an orange anymore
Everyone tries to rip off my skin
Teach me how to become useless
Teach me, Infect me
Heal me, oh I am so useless
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Yashchik | Ящик
05:53
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A crate
Word combination “yashchik slivy” (a crate of plums) in Russian sounds very similar to “ya shchastlivy” (I am happy).
I am happy like nobody else
I am happy like nobody else
I am happy like nobody else
Crate of plums, crate of plums
I am happy like nobody else
Since I am nobody
I am a crate of plums like nobody else
Crate of plums, crate of plums
I am happy like nobody else
Since I am nobody
I got out of the washing machine
And I am watching it from aside
I would never become wiser
In my fleeting life
And even if my shoes would get wet
I’d keep walking on water
And my free will
Makes me clean
Birds shit
Out of the cuckoo clock
Every day
I am washing my hair and not sniffing glue
Stopped screaming at pigeons
Was trying hard to become better
And became nobody
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3. |
Samsara | Сансара
04:00
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Samsara
You are rushing there, where someone would love you
Would hug you and then forget you forever
You rush there to eat your soup with a fork
To be a pencil and become pencil shavings (Bleistift-Späne)
To become the best rat in a rat race
Dreaming of cheese
To think a lot of clever thoughts
And convince yourself that your life is meaningful
You would become old and beaten up by samsara
You are just a fleeting fog
But you would rush there again
You are looking for a nicer place
To build your house of cards
Search for a new source of inspiration Just to kill time
You rush there to make important things
Endure the sadness of your dreams falling apart
Buzz like electric current in the wires
Seriously consider yourself being half God
While being a rat
That runs in the wheel
And you rush there again
You hated that thing that was your destiny,
Your body was tired of wandering and you had fallen down exhausted
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4. |
Skitalzi | Скитальцы
05:53
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Wanderers
Everything will become nothing
Everything will become nothing by the morning
So let’s keep on moving west
To stop sun from rising
We are flipping through newspaper
Pages flatter on the wind
They had forgotten us
We were on the road for too long
Like strings of a giant guitar
Those electric wires escape into the horizon
Will try to smoke all of the remaining cigarettes
Until sun rises
Everything will become nothing
Everything will become nothing by the morning
So let’s keep on moving west
To stop sun from rising
Like leaves, like leaves on the wind
Insane thoughts are flattering
We are just children just naive children
Born to fill in the void
We are clowns, the clowns that have escaped the circus
Had been tired of entertaining the crowd
We prefer questions over answers
And are waiting for silence to come
That hour when we unlearned to think
Was the best this year.
We will keep on pretending being good
And will definitely fool God
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Ideal song
I’ve been entering though exit and exiting through entrance
Have been making simple things complicated
Have been bad at burning bridges
Have been blaming moon for not being yellow enough
Have been in romantic mood and got under time pressure
Have been blaming time for being endless
Haven’t been thinking about tomorrow
Have been doubting my own perfection
Chorus:
In order to write an ideal song I became ideal myself
One-two, here is the rhyme to those words (this does rhyme perfectly in Russian)
Have been pretending being important and busy
Have mistaken insignificant things for significant
Have been drinking out of puddle, bending over backwards, consuming too much oxygen
Have truly believed that one can truly believe in something
Have been getting older and growing veggies
Have been sure about my own sophistication
Didn’t like to leave my coat in the cloakroom
Have been blaming others for being unreliable
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6. |
Oq | Ок
04:41
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Oq
You've squeezed yourself like a lemon but spilled out the juice
You were praying, but your stone idol (Hühnergott) has kept silent
You will never die, never die
Because you do not live
You’ve heard that spring was coming but were not able to check it
Since you’ve been glued to a screen by electric God
And you will never understand, never understand
That you do not live
You drank all the bad wine but were not able to doze off
You are chosen to aimlessly flow like a sand
Like you were never born and will never die
And you do not live
You were tirelessly barking at the wrong tree
You are a victim of your dreams’ anxieties
But you will never die, never die
Because you do not live
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Kopii | Копии
06:14
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The Copies
Since I am not allowed
To lick dishwasher tabs anymore
How do I survive another weekend In this silence of spider webs
We are just pale copies of those real people
Whom we never become
We are just pale copies of those real people
Copy us again
Since I am not allowed to blame eternity
That every day lasts for years
I would become mystical
And only my shadow is going to be eating my lunch
Since I am not allowed to bite the bait
On this sharp hook
I would pretend not being hungry
And will gnash my teeth in silence
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8. |
Moi Drug | Мой Друг
08:17
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My friend (The void)
I am swallowing my fears while cooking dinner
My friend, the void, is hungry
But I am just tasteless, useless and tired
And fed up with my thoughts
Planning to live for thousand years
My friend hasn’t smoked for a while
And I am anxious, lyrical and tired
Too late for my train
Stop slowing me down
Stop slowing me down
On my way nowhere
Towards my friend - the void
Losing tracks of boring conversations
My friend, the void, knows the secret
That I am hypocritical, cynical and tired
And just do not care at all
Car is moving, leaving a trace
My friend is next to me, a blinding light
I am uncertain and dozed off
And there is no way back
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9. |
Buddha | Будда
08:51
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Was listening to the snow falling
And watching mountains stand in silence
Was thinking that I am equally empty
And equally future Buddha
Have seen the rain getting soaked
And have heard grass growing
One day I taught birds to fly
One million years ago when I was five
I am delighted and empty
Nothing bothers the sea
Have been waiting all my life
For it to never begin again
Have heard the night coming
And seen leaves rustle
While I was teaching bees to buzz
Trams were getting bored by their lives
Have seen forest sleeping
And heard fog flying
Have been teaching stones to be silent
And laughed in the clover field afterwards
I am delighted and empty
Nothing bothers the sea
Have been waiting all my life
For it to never begin again
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