Vladivostok Vacation - Мумий Тролль

Grenade in a pocket

Pin in my hand

Seagulls seem to know me

Its déjà vu land

Lawful resistance

Not hiding, not a thief

LADA looks to the sky

With heavy grief

Fog dissolved and melted

Moon moaned over seas

Young wife become

Someone else’s fiancée

Water heavy poisoned

Sound is dead

Light is off

Can’t get back

Not anymore

No friend am I

My love

We’re leaving we’re leaving

Believing

Universe is screaming mayday

Ecstasy passion

Razor action

Vladivostok Vacation

Semi-drunk women

Sailors of gun

Gangrene tattoos

Bottles of rum

Can you hear the heartbeat

Knocking on my soul?

This is your last tango

Neither Paris nor Rome

Dig it from the soil

Next century boys

Wrappings with a prize

Guitar hero toys

Subs will sleep forever

Show was never there

How deep your country’s pockets

Where rockets disappear