Текст песни Анатолий Лемыш - Гении шестидесятых

There were brilliant young,
And disrespectfully calls.
Bili spotlights Fortune
The wings tetradochek thin.

Hot blood pacers
From gorlatyh truth-seekers!
It sweet you now live,
Geniuses of the sixties?

As you stretched the quietest!
(Glohla revmya stadiums).
Time l turned away from you?
There were cardboard swords eh?

This - came to the foolishness,
These - have not winged.
It sweet you now live,
Geniuses of the sixties?

That - poetically extinct,
These - seekers ford.
Yes Vladimir Bulat Only
They sang without looking at fashion.

Only vitiystvuet Bell
Fiercely stoops Yunna.
Only a common cause
Broken strings.

As you gilt wreaths,
The masks, adhered to the face,
How antediluvian Kruchenykh
His glory survived?

How to carry you into the darkness
The death squeezed this?
And - not a single dog:
Your take over!

1982