Текст песни Веня Дркин - Разобрали по кирпичам

Disassembled bricks
sail your chariots.
And now green there,
Where not visible familiar persons.
Gray cold has long been cleaned,
Gray hands with your bone.
And I wanted you to forget
Everything that will happen to you later.

Do not breathe on my window -
I need fresh flowers.
I cailed this canvas
From the archive of your dreams.

In the ocean of your reasons
There is no such wave,
To believe that you loved,
And not just asked for a loan.

So you carry the rocker myself,
Only not splashing water.
Kohl go to these shores,
then at least leave the traces.