Текст песни Вера Полозкова - Лето в городе, пыль столбом..

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Summer in the city, a pillar of dust.
It is necessary to have money and be a thunderstorm .
Days - the atomic mushrooms :
Forces accumulated to fight ,
Enough to brush your teeth ,
The bathroom wall burying her forehead .

Porasteryany agility and become .
It smells of heat and fresh turf ,
As for the Crimean for isthmus.
Brain insomnia pulls the cervix -
And on the razor as a hypnotic
You start to dream about .

What do you think , is not it time eh ?
So much pain, so much lying.
Memory has swollen as wool -
Or, perhaps , too early ?
You probably expect morality .
But what sort of morality here .

May 29, 2005 .