Текст песни Елена Благинина - Форточка

I opened the window for a minute

And I stand like a spellbound ...

Right into the captain's cabin,

The wind rushes into my room.



Flying, the curtains fluttered

And inflated like sails.

I see the ocean

Bright, alien skies.



I know, I know - it's not summer outside the window,

The cold there grows stronger under the moon.

Why squares of parquet,

Shaking, swaying under me?



And the water, roaring, raged ...

And not in a dream, but in reality

I stand on the watch at the helm

And I float to unknown shores.



Here is the siren, carefully and low

Carried her voice high.

Where will we be tomorrow?

In San Francisco?

Or in some other port?



Or let's sail without a break

Along this azure depth? ..



... I woke up. Legs are like ice

Hands too. The head is on fire.



I closed the window. And it became

Everything is in place. I got into bed

He buried himself more deeply in the blanket

And quietly began to sail.



The sound spread, important and lingering -

It hits midnight behind the wall.

Our whole house is a multi-storey ship

An ocean of silence floats ...