Текст песни Июльские Дни - Маяки над морем

Blood colder than ice
We drunks under the windows of the blue ,
Roam the sky herd
Angels bare .

At the crossroads stands
A car of God .
I climbed into the jeep .
With God! - I scream - touch!

Maybe somewhere in me
Holiness is still left ?
In this terrible country
The meeting was whether the stupid old age?

Maybe I go there ,
Where beacons over the sea ,
Small town
House of Sand and salt .

A house without doors and roofs .
Thank winds and wings !
We're with you , baby ,
Doomed to be happy .

Let's go out in the cold porches
Like a gray statue
I'm generally very happy .
Only I know that I am glad ...