Текст песни Группа Диалог - Под прямым углом

Andrei Tarkovsky

We - just the right angle ,
Contrary to one another ,
As if not accustomed to home
And we live in different planes ,

A friend of a friend lost in the crush
And it came apart on both sides,
And carefully carry like a dream,
Window glass from the shop .

We reflect anything and everything
And we understand at a glance,
But not only each other,
Life is like a glass in his hand bearing .

As we spend time arguing
Two hostile languages
The walls are rolling in the dark
Wheels rainbows in the hallway.