Горький туман [Gor'kiy tuman] [English translation]
Горький туман [Gor'kiy tuman] [English translation]
She doesn't sing and doesn't drink wine
The war is chasing us like a dog on a trail
She is ill.
A huge sphere was cooling down
In fine fingers
In heavenly dance of star couples
Constellations are in wrong places
People and trains goings off the rails
He is too old.
On kissed lips
and in young gardens of spring
There are wreaths and crosses
She turned to the wall and fell asleep
He is silently drinking vodka in the kitchen.
Bitter dreams. Bitter mist.
A broken boat, an empty pier,
A mermaid is singing her grief
Self-repeat
Self-deception.
An angel cannot have a tail
And a horse will never love a whistling whip
Bridges have to burn
Traces of hungry riders.
fruits are rotting, and lilac smoke
is burning our eyes.
An ancient sign is etched on a rusty key.
Your treasury is in the same place as your heart
The one, who knew, really knew.
The fire went out, the shelter keep silent,
And only angels are singing
For the last time.
She turned to the wall and fall asleep
He is silently drinking vodka in the kitchen.
Bitter dreams.
A broken boat, an empty pier,
A mermaid is singing her grief
Self-repeat
Self-deception.
Self-repeat
Self-deception.
Bitter dreams.
Better mist.
- Artist:25/17
- Album:Русский подорожник (2014)