Текст песни ЧернозЁм - Нет дома

Not at home

On the page there is a gap in the window pattern
In the park of the starry sky, the caravan route
Oh, the crumbs run out, looking at the palms
Your doves will scatter in the attics

There is no home for you

Sit close to the window, breathe on the glass
Shut up, draw, but somewhere warm
Lights flash in a thawed circle
Someone's doors, stops, someone's floors

There is no home for you

At the turning point in the middle of December
Nowhere to rush - below the snow is the earth
And all paths are open in the native city
Under the star dome under the hood