Текст песни А. Злищев - Напоследок

Everyone also froze brooding crowns,
All the same sky, the colors of turquoise.
Everything, as before, only standards
Inaccessible, forbidden beauty
Beloved, who are you loved now?
Whom do you think of separation, in the darkness ...
With whom are you right, stupid or naive?
Who is reverent in intimate silence?
Sorry for the thoughts are echoes
Silence ringing under oppression.
And instead of white - black stripes,
And the rods of the senses are not yellow flowers.
I promise - this is the last.
Salt appeared in a forgotten wound.
Forget me, and my eye is a shade,
Who burned hard liquor.