Текст песни Дом Кукол - В Париже Плюс Шесть

Not accidentally quiet angel
Dropped us on the roof.
Not accidentally wind drunk
Hitting the window torn paw.
Worse than not - dogs on the trail
With colored eyes .
Whether it's all for real ,
Whether it is an obsession ?

Just now, etc .:
In Paris, & quot; plus six & quot ;,
At forty-five degrees
Warmer than here.

freeze men
Patients on tram glasses.
And lookout spots
Faces of the devil in the patterns .
No more excuses
No hope and no answer .
Astronauts in orbit
Smoking dope and believe in the summer.

Etc .: _________

Transformed into blood in the needle .
Another sigh , and will be too late .
You said : & quot; Silent Angel
Knows the secret way to the stars & quot ;.
And as if a spell
I whispered again:
& quot; Only to wind lost,
Used only snow we have not found ... & quot;

Etc .: _________