Текст песни Новиков Александр - Патефон

GRAMOPHONE

You are not a fairy, not my lady,
And not a doll, but
Your swan neck curls
They cling to the chest drunkenly.

You are the dancer from the bar
Southern nights vis-a-vis.
You are not a couple for a party
But you are a couple for love.

You are not a witch, not a madonna,
Not an icon, but
I float to you like a sleepy river
And I'm losing the bottom.

You rage like summer
Dissolving and ringing
And in the heart of the poet
Curl sweetly like a snake.

Chorus:

A tear in your eyes trembles, trembles,
And our evening is sewn like a motley hoodie.
And life, and life plays like a record.
And time, time, time is a gramophone.

We are shaken, beaten and circled,
Like an autumn leaf.
I am above the sky. You are above the puddle.
And then up and down.

And over the midnight world
Despising the trouble,
We scatter shreds -
Our beauty with you.