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Наутилус Помпилиус, Вячеслав Бутусов

• Абсолютное белое
  

  
  я вдыхаю известь и мел
  там где белятся старые стены
  я смотрю на кисть маляра
  сливаюсь я с рекой белизны
  я любуюсь ростом пятна
  забвением и просветлением
  и чем шире откроешь глаза
  тем чаще видятся сны
  

Udo Lindenberg

• Bananrepublik
  

  
  Die American Fruit Company
  machte mörderisch viel Money
  Bananenplantagen - überall auf der Welt
  containerweise Dollars - süchtig macht das Geld
  
  Der Chef Dagobert Pic Mac guckt in den Atlas rein
  ...

Wolfsheim

• A Look Into Your Heart
  

  i remember every day every year that pass the way all the plans and all mistakes we made she was unhappy many wishes unfulfilled so far i can understand life seems always much too hard to stand if i could take a look into your heart i wish ...

Михаил Каплунов

• Антивоенная
  

  Михаил Каплунов
  
  
  
  Война - во всём мире война!
  
  В бой идут погибая солдаты.
  
  Чаша горя испита до дна,
  
  И в душе моей горечь утраты.
  
  
  
  Я пою, но не слышу сло...

Toy-Box

• Cowboy Joe
  

  
  
  
  (Cowboy Mighty Joe my hero) This is a story, about Cowboy Joe. (Cowboy Mighty Joe my hero) "Howdy Ma`am" (lets go) Have you heard the story bout the bad boy in town? Bob is his name and he can get down.

Day One

• Autumn Rain
  

  
  
  
  Look around Look around look around Is there something Im missing here Is there something I should know And just listen to the sound All around theres people living their lives People passing by As I catch their eye It...

Shape of Despair

• ...In the Mist
  

  
  
  
  Slow mine feet are, frozen their veins. Still closing helplessly afar, waking the creatures within. I am a lonely traveller, awaiting to sleep eternally. Under those cold woods, as my fall brings them.

Shapplin Emma

• Carmine Meo
  

  
  
  
  (Andrea San Giovanni/Marie-Ange Chapelain - Andrea San Giovanni) Carmine sanati meo Adice praeceptis tuis Mala sunt vicina bonis Crimina tanta remitto Nauta qui traicis umbras Or attendi ! Qui nunc iacet horrida pulvis Non lacerar...

Mushroomhead

• 2nd Thoughts
  

  
  I Hold Your Throat Within My Naked Hand I Can Never Hope
  To Have You Hear My Word I Lose Control At The Sight Of Blood
  I Visit You Through Six Feet Of Soil Bitch! I`m Mad As Hell,
  Mad As Hell Why Can`t You Understand The Words ...