Текст песни Лёха Никонов - Неужели ты всё забыла

Have you forgotten everything?
Here the sky ashen color.
Petersburg - it is simply the grave ,
He confessed poet .
Under the maroon tent sunset ,
under the pressure of recent years
gray snow like wet cotton,
plastered urban silhouette .
Like someone put a mark
and so it seems a dream ,
purple branches that bend
He is hiding behind a pale window
that the facades of the houses sparkle
hot in February with frost ,
that is shaking under our feet
Fortunately inaccessible land .