Текст песни morj - слепая скрипачка

intro:
you do not stand poetry
you do not stand transparent
You do not even cry at night
mushrooming stingy tears
Petals sad tea roses
and smoke in the dawn

violin and died yesterday
violin long sick
withered on the edge of the table
unwashed violets stuffed
You bury her this morning, my friend
bury her this morning, my friend

blind violinist

forgotten muse a flat and tabloid symphonies
playing for a handful of colors and chilly hands
burn not sing a song on a wet balcony
zhzhёsh unread emails
helplessly moaning
and will smile in response - time, my friend
will smile in response - time, my friend

blind violinist

Your violin is buried alive in a black case
dumb cripple forgotten the warmth of your hands
the third day you're trying to throw it on the market
the third night you dream banishes her nervous sound
and in return will smile - the children, my friend
I will smile in response - the money, my friend

blind violinist

you chill shiver and feel contentment in the dawn
you took the darkness, but can not forget the light
and in response will smile - and there was
will smile in response - and was no

blind violinist

violin and died yesterday
violin long sick
your darkness painfully white
perhaps you would like too
you all just shaking and feel contentment in the dawn
you understand the darkness, but can not forget the light
and in return will smile - I have no more
I will smile in response - I

blind violinist.