Текст песни Солдат Семёнов - Тополь

Poplar produces adhesive
God of love sleeps in the Corn
I would cut the knot and the
But you will not be fun

No blind or glue adhesive glue is not
After all the collisions and concussions
Again with overturned fields
Wind howling throws challenge muse

That howl What do you say to her
About break or union
Or about his metamorphosis

Anyway foolishly
Poplar produces adhesive
God of love sleeps in the Corn

Thousands unplayed roles
Whoever you are Giordano Bruno
Or Galileo Galilei
Whatever moved in moon sky
Do not appease invisible strings
because
Poplar produces adhesive

Whether you even though Sagittarius Aquarius
Soul rastryaset at gully
And from Place Pigalle to Gogol
The trajectory in the Road Signs
Everything is broken, but you're alive only because
Poplar produces adhesive