Текст песни Жанна Науменко - Грустным, сопящим ветром...

sad ,
snuffling
Wind
carried
Shoaling fog
She is
Like a cat
Again
Caution
Drink something
Glass.
Such a life
creaking lines
By metro line
The trains ,
She will not leave
sad lilies
Above place
Where heated dust.
sad ,
snuffling
Forever
You will
The shabby dreams
Like that the cooling wind
On the curtains in her homes.
And if there is going to have ,
What is certain,
Give her all the same leaves ,
Torn verses ,
Remember,
That cat ,
Green eyes twirling ,
Do not see the lines of the fog
Trams on the squares .

Cyril Osheroff