Текст песни К. Потапов - Письмо

You living somewhere farther ahead,
I send an email and ask him, Come
in the house where for so many years together, (and as much - later)
We lived together, so we will forgive,
Love, betrayal, laughter of children, my snoring,
all save the home, this temple
family ties; Come, sit down at the table,
where I wrote poetry, staring east
in his view window, and it looked for a string
where a narrow bed, where only on one side
we fit in the general distress,
where they are arguing about God, beauty,
and fell asleep together, which together
you divide the bay, water,
comfort, fenced walls.
Come into the house. Sit down at the table. And wait for a tsunami.