Текст песни ИН ЗЕ КИТЧЕН - памяти А.Башлачёву

deka MEI, languishing evening,
poet, to know us, to prepare a meeting. *
plaid shirt sleeve pulling
on the road, it's time to go home (this verse is sung in the sixth verse, only at the end of the second line "prepare candles" *)

February-Ostrog of Russia
the copper path of dangling and at the same time new strings.
the window doorway is dancing door.
February is the end of exhausted roads.

but I wanted to go, go without looking back,
on white, with the word plowing a furrow.
to return, no matter what you just fix,
trample potassium to the end of the sheet.

knits lace this evening
white blue blooms.
I ordered this song for myself,
perforated, lying on the ceiling.

life is not a movie or a book,
a decree invented by God.
don’t take, oh don’t take this tower!
Do not be my dream with you.