Текст песни Диана Арбенина - След

planes fly here every hour for two
and my dog ​​grows like grass
watching nefertiti rustling tire
and you are in no hurry to meet with me
in this house of songs sung for a hundred years
in this house of alcohol like coins
what was stored in a hippopotamus
and scattered leaving on the table
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gentlemen gathered here in the mantelpiece
and then someone crawled to where
learned from the fringe steps
and at home we burned ourselves
here in the mantelpiece almadov conjured
our first winter happened here
the shadows smoothly numb like in a dream
smiling leaving on the wall
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corn fields lay here
observed and not frowning the earth
about havens of anxiety and love
about shoots yes until the first to blood
and maybe it's time to end here
my life from love to an ax
and there are no random flawless accounts
they were and left in me
its mark