Текст песни Записки Неизвестного - ВЕРА

Vera

Look at you :
The dress section
Nesёsh chest
Golden crucifix

Through the open door
Yellow house
Where bitterness of loss ,
At the heart of languor ...

I have seen firsthand
Child born out of wedlock ,
What wedding night
Vicious conceived ...

He looks stern,
Through the eyes of a bow.
And the fate of diamonds
Ace hiding in his sleeve .

In the light of the stars
We composed poems ,
As of holy water
They get away with ...

And everyone was a poet ...
Taste of misfortune ,
Under a gold bracelet ,
He carried a scar on his wrist.

And no .
So death is not possible,
But there is the light of day
And he outrageously bright .