Текст песни suschestvuyshiy - моя весна

but I still hope that our communication will be long and happy
as the storyline of the movie "Annabelle"
you do only good for the world
and I'm dull
I don't know where my road leads
got lost without waiting for help
and in a whisper I ask God to help me at least morally
and you
save my position with your presence here and now
a black taxi will pick us up in an hour
with my last name instead of number plates
I wrote a story about you
and Bulgakov wrote about me:
"and the leaf is kept on a dry twig
as if he is the last hope for providing air for humanity .. "
here he looks like a hero-poet
and my soul
still being treated
from wounds
storms
hurricanes
falls
and crooked knives hits
it seemed that I could get away from problems
the way to another reality of avoidance
but
no matter how easy this path seems to me,
no matter how easy it seems to me to just pick up and roll,
I open the door to the balcony
and silently
looking at the big and bright moon
I drink mercury
/
and I absorb the problems with the rest of the wine from under the glass bottle
when you said you were coming for my birthday
I realized
that you are the last and only
you will be at my commemoration
And if you have a lot of money
then I will give you a piggy bank for the new year
And if you think I'm a bum
then I will run away from the clinic
(and I'll take you with me)
so that we enjoy the clean air together
and the azure waves of the sea
or I will pour myself out of a canister and set fire
as in your life
the last bonfire.