Special Reason 歌詞

It is over nearsighted eyes Not trusting dumb tears That the conveyer of sand crawls Until the hand remembers The brass knuckle trembles at the temple The slanted board is calling I’m at the peephole, under the heel of the ceiling At the entrance was an egg or a hard-boiled word I turn my face Dream jerked with nightmare A newborn mason sings with me in unison A winged breeze scorched the peaks of far-away rocks And here it caresses the lawn. For this there is a special reason For this there is a special department For this there is a special regime For this there is a special reason Through the cracks, a convoy Will seal the windows with grass We will be led to the slaughter A hero will cross himself A loose column of prisoners will step Forward, for the motherland, into battle! And the evil enemies will perish Those who didn’t put boots on Who didn’t bid farewell to themselves, Who didn’t kill themselves, Will all be taken to the slaughter For this there is a special department For this there is a special regime For this there is a special reason