Текст песни BALZAM BAND - Снусмумрик

Music: Alexander Ivanov
Poems: Dmitry Skiryuk

Snusmumurik goes through the light
In a green sweat hat
With a tent in a brag bag,
With funny harmonica.

It always comes unexpectedly,
It goes without saying goodbye.
And those who remember him
It becomes sad slightly.

And he goes further,
Unable to stop
About the past almost does not regret
Old wounds do not touch.

Playing favorite songs,
Pensively smokes the tube
And looks at the stars in the sky,
On the river with a white fog ...

And followed by Morra,
Goes and steps silently
Goes and inclined low
It goes and sniffs the land.

And she does not need privals,
She is deceptively slow -
Gray old morra
Does not sleep and not even sleep.

And where it passes,
In the grass falls the frost,
From trees fall leaves,
The water surface is glass.

Once she will meet him
Squeezes in cold arms,
And immediately the land under the legs
He will stop spinning.

In vain of its steel -
Burning other people's lives
She will not warm his heart:
She kills love.

Forever empties a tent
The fire and tube will go out,
It will smell his harmonica ...
Snusmumrik knows about it.