Текст песни Винтовка Харви - Фарфор

I am collecting puzzles from scraps of films
Drawings, stories, best moments
I choose pages from the Book of Genesis
Spread, looking for missing details
In the white noise I try to hear your voice
I'm trying to tune in the right wave
To catch that radio station
in the range of long waves or frequency modulation
Hear your favorite song
But wake up in an empty trolley
Which for some reason is not going anywhere
And the car driver mutters:
- Get up, the ultimate ...
I close my eyes and fall asleep again
I do not want to live in this reality
Shake my body
Without too much sentimentality
I fall onto the asphalt and fall apart ...

Aperitif, meeting, taxi and go
I'm flying Aeroflot plane
Disappear for a few hours
Free alcohol and black coffee
Dilute my imaginary vigor with longing
And sleepless night
In the cabin it becomes crowded
I jump out, make room!

I am the only passenger on the way to the airport
Wake up when the flight ends
You push me, smile:
- That's it, come!
- I didn’t know that you were traveling on this flight ...
Fall asleep instead in a roadside hotel
Or maybe somewhere in the private sector
In the middle of the night I wake up from a sudden panic
You are nowhere to be found, I run out into the street
A pair of waltzes under the winter moon
Once we also danced
I seem to see myself from the side
I come closer, I look at the faces -
It's not me and not you, strangers
- Bitches, leave me at least something!
Do not take everything!
I push both
They fall on the asphalt and crash
As if made of porcelain ....

Aperitif, meeting, taxi and go
I'm flying Aeroflot plane
Disappear for a few hours
Free alcohol and black coffee
Dilute my imaginary vigor with longing
And sleepless night
In the cabin it becomes crowded
I jump free a place!