Singer: Yegor Letov

Kill the state in yourself!

In 1917, our country took the first step towards the truth - it will not be the last.

One wise man came to the conclusion that there is no God. They called him Buddha. Then he died. From his sayings they made a religion, and from him - God.

Anarchy is a world order that is only for one. Two is already too much, ugly too many.

My creativity can not explain. There is a writer Haruki Murakami. It's on their website explains all his works that he invested in them, as wrote "the Hunt for sheep", for example. And when I read it all, we were very disappointed. To read Murakami is to me more reluctant.

Lemons still thought it would be a revolution. The revolution will not be.

The Soviet Union I defend to the death. It was my homeland. Now I live God knows where. We were visited by some kind of plague. But it will be over soon. The greatest weapon is patience. Need to patiently to fight, not to accept and constantly shit this plague, until it breaks.

I find it funny - I'm still not dead
I cut his veins, as if someone else's letter
I cut off his head with an axe
I poisoned myself malicious poison
I poked and prodded myself sharp cutting instrument
I hung myself on a white slippery rope
I shot myself caliber bullet
And now I find it funny
because I never died
but even funny.

In my hands
Smoke feathers
Dead songs
Forgotten fairy tales
Mouth sediment
Yesterday springs
Foreign landings
I'm useless
I'm useless.

Thought will stand upright
I fall face
Thought - shout at the whole mouth
I thought I'd drown in tears
But sit quietly and silently silent.

Thought will stand upright
I fall face
Thought - shout at the whole mouth
I thought I'd drown in tears
But sit quietly and silently silent.

Christmas snow, possessed, vigorous
In person I come to pass, rushes, rushing
So I should be
After all, everything that I need
Towards itself and rushing.

A sunbeam broke into the ceiling.
Rolled a pebble on the mountain.
Spicy bone-in fresh grief
Right and violently sunk
The fly in the amber of a well-deserved longevity.

The state should not be without hierarchy, without a certain hesitation some there. Moreover, such a country as ours, because our people are inherently free. We have a unique language culture - what in the world has no people. The very speech of the people, its mindset are in the nature of art. It's poetry. As a result the person originally has such unlimited spiritual freedom, that is if he still has the physical freedom, you invite anarchy and chaos.