Текст песни максим кабир - гоголь

Under the coat dry barbed silence
Sweet slumber Ostap and Andriy,
And tickers recorded dreams
From the inside of my eyelids, inside.

And happy wife, and finish the novel,
And no man nobody,
But the poet as a god - pyromaniac, pyromaniac.
I would not give him the match.

Every verse in the alley sharpening conceived
By edge under the edge under the edge.
I - Makarenko, these cubs seminary,
These evil, ruthless orphans

Short-sighted, yet all-seeing Vij,
I am with you until you sign.
Voenkory love, love voenkory
Gilzochku hiding under the tongue.

But when they heard that somewhere sleeps storm
Crying people who are not able to -
I like Gogol in darkness open my eyes,
Realizing that it is - not the night.

And happy widow, and not worth a penny
Vulgar, crude epilogue.
And scratching nails, fear crumbles
Ceiling, ceiling, ceiling ...