Текст песни Константин Кинчев - Липой пахнет...

Lipa smells , pulling the wind
A nostril .
Night descended on the village ,
Sleeps my relatives .

I do not sleep , woke up something ,
Air I breathe .
In the drowsy village
I look through the eyes .

I see the pond , the gate behind him ,
Apple trees in bloom .
I see a sleeping snail
Horns in the wind .

I scored it was urine ,
Spat - did not hit ,
Only very choked ,
It hurts to stutter.

Think about what ?
What a mess ?
I can not sleep,
Pulls a wind nostrils .