Текст песни Аквариум - Паленое виски и толченый мел

Palen whiskey and crushed chalk
Who dared - and he ate
Who ate - and he fed
Quite a bit, and he sleeps
 
He sleeps and he dreams of peace
You wait a minute you do not touch the hand
Do not touch the hand that he did not get up
Paradoxical as a crankshaft

Palen whiskey and crushed chalk
Why are you so pale
why are you looking through the bushes
and swear by Christ as God that you're you

Why this anchor in your mouth
What hole in the left side of your
Shall we go for a long time here with a pipe
While we can not stand on the beach surf, oh boy

And on the shore waiting for spring water
What was the young
Through your fingers flying clouds
And in your hair lost river

So it was not casual
And our nature is gentle and easy
And the Milky Way like a roaring noise
As singed whiskey and crushed chalk