Текст песни Волжский Владимир - Белые ночи пермских лагерей

The night is fun again
for the life of me I can’t sleep
Flying away free - pulling thoughts importunately on the way
Like white birds overpowered me the day was not enough for them
the night in my eyes laughs with white light beckoning

The second seven-year period I pull from bell to bell
To know, for the sake of someone, my non-fair number
And I would be born again but I don’t want to tell the truth
To return again and start from scratch.

White nights of Perm camps, white nights reminded me now
how did you kiss me for the last time and Petersburg
all our dreams, and there are bridges between us

I don’t change friends, but they changed me long ago
As a spruce branch broke off my luck
What is happening to me
I drive with a show-off, it's finally not with me
Everywhere there are zones and creeps and a stupid convoy.

An already hardened branch dressed up with a board in the morning
The forest is bursting with frost and again in Salikam
in winter
And I would forget for a while - open the doors to my past life at least for a moment
To remove a girl on the Nevsky Prospekt - but forget about everything

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All these years are not empty for me
life dragged
like a tractor on a bed in winter
And when I was not lucky, I was looking for my naive peace in meetings
And fate did not ram
Again the judgment

Summer day on isod - I won't sleep again until morning
the nights are white in the zone and there is no escape from them
Since it was that was
I walked to the swan and left the crosses in order to return to St. Petersburg of eternal bridges.
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