The translated lyrics are written as a dialogue: the first voice in regular type, the second in italics.
- The narrow path ran through the sheds.
- We walked to avoid possible threats.
- Our cassocks look like pajamas,
- It feels like love we've had just now.
- Our waxen faces deepen the effect,
- After those ceremonies, there's no anger, no stress.
- Do you remember the notice on the sixth page?
- Don't let anger...
- Yes, I remember what it says.
- Unexpectedly, we faced the serious men,
- One with a scar upon his skin.
- It's the mark of a knife, what do you think?
- Thugs pushed us to the wall,
- Hanging over us like a cat over its prey.
- We stopped, our breath wasn't easy,
- Our props leave us, it's not so breezy.
- Please, don't bite us, take everything, please!
- We have many things in our bags,
- You can check this.
- This is our sacred book - it's heavy stuff,
- Take it if you want, but the read is rough.
- These are magic flutes - the mess will rise
- Here are the pills...
- Oh, don't eat it, no life!
- It's the front line of a dark research.
- It has a particular specificity.
- You'll never find it without a throughout search.
- It's not like any Dolphins or Pacifics.
- It open doors of the mind!
- It strike to the point of pleasure!
- It's like... It's like... Beats me!
- Oh, guys... Don't choice it!
- Did you swallow?
- Oh what?!
- You are brave people, advices aren't for you.
- Is it really allow to eat from enemy's shit?
- What if there's poison in it?
- There are villains who never sleep.
- I'm here!
- Yaah, he is!
- And now your will is paralyzed.
- I think, it's time, Sanek!
- I see it, Kolya.
- Your consciousness is an untached field,
- But we will try to plow...
- And clear of weed.
- Hey, guys, you're totally obedient to us,
- You couldn't belch or retch without a fuss.
- At first, replace all our stuff.
- Now, I want an apology from them!
- Of course, it sound like justice! Bow down to us!
- Let's take a pic and share it on the site.
- So what, assholes, repent and smash your stupid heads to the floor.
- Keep the calm, Sanek, one arrived to the Heaven yet!
- Rest in peace, Dude! Hey you! Wake up!
- So what, escort him to the guru?!
- No other way, it's right!
- We shall play flutes of magic sounds now,
- And you must go everywhere and every time!
- Sanek!
- What?
- Might we take the corpse with us?
- Good skin and liver, his buddy will make it fast.
- I'm sure, the wise will be glad about gift.
- Hey you, let's grab its silky hair shit!
- So what? Let's go and sing!
- People can't believe their eyes.
- I swear! It's real!
- Two freaky guys perform with flutes,
- The thug behind them drags the dead.
- I can't objectively rate this pride,
- Because I'm part of it.
- But I'm sure, It's looking right.
- Today the catch isn't quite big,
- Some days are worse than any others.
- Spot on! Sanek!
- It's the great proberb...
It's a translation of the song "Krisolov" (like "Ratcatcher" - the Russian title of the fairy tale The Pied Piper of Hamelin) by the Russian experimental band Ptizu Emъ (which roughly means "I'm eating the bird"). I wasn't translating word by word. Sometimes it comes out more like a free flow. I'm trying to maintain the original rhythm, or at least keep some rhythm, lol. You can find the original track by searching "Птицу Емъ – Крысолов."
