Текст песни Виталий Калашников - Воспоминания о старшем брате

He slept heavily and woke up just before lunch,
And I touched his throat, when he became a jacket to wear,
And grandmother said: "Come on run after him,
And the soul is restless to me - then he again ... "
He walked around the center and the third time in the counter-face
He looked tense, and it goes without saying,
With his eyes he is looking for anything to cling to,
But all eyes slid, and it all carried and carried.
When he came to the station and a cigarette
Asked the passerby, lit it greedily,
I could not stand more - ran out of the kiosk
And with a cry I rushed and grabbed his feet.
He often breathed and waited, when I calm down,
With a shaking hand I clutched to his chest.
"Did you become uproarious?"
"I thought you'd jump under a train."
"What are you, brother ... everything is gone ... you go."