Текст песни Андрей Земсков - Старый фургон

"The creak of wheels, puddles and dirt of roads ..."
A. Novikov

Exit, bow
Old Wagon -
Again in place of me.
Creaking wheels
Violin fox -
Red beast

Poke on the shoulder
And hot
Will become a bow from the strings.
Soul in flight
Body under the ice
Having given memory to a fire.

Wind in the back.
Red viburnum
Bullfinches in the garden are pecking.
A century in the wild.
Tumbleweed,
My life lived.

Exit, intermission,
Northern tract
Milky cold way.
Curtain down
The smell of the wings ...
Survive somehow.

Eternal major.
God is the conductor
You are a simple artist -
The naked king.
The role played
The curtain is a blank sheet.

Blanket night
Old van
The cradle is swinging.
Dreams of will
Tumbleweed…
Just do not despair!

July 2011