Текст песни А.Сабельников - Теперь я буду ставить даты

Now I will set the dates,
for verse
there is a kind of photograph.
That moment
that is not subject to the eye, ear, even the heart.
The moment when, intersecting,
all lines of space disappear.
Hertz
volts, watts
no longer stunning.
Shaking hands, like a drunk. And I am the drunk.
Peculiar: I can not stop.
Words are a drug. My songs are letters
to different people, dead and alive.
The brain turns gray over the years.
Points are not needed yet,
but soon their turn.
Broken Stop Crane
tired of the whims of limp and desperate. Forward!
Seek your thrill all over the planet.
What about sex on the table?
Stretched rhyme, I agree :)
but how not to screw into the narrative
such a big phrase ?!
Not that, but not ... okay!
All done!
Classic games are only distracting.
Well, so what are we talking about?
Set dates!
Not to be an archaeologist, once
dug Brodsky, brushing off the dust,
said about you "then
and then he lived such and such ... ";
to snap a moment, or rather, stick to it yourself
and handle it (crutch
then it will be needed soon. And glasses.).
Just to
so that later on, when you are exhausted,
memory will suddenly surprise
and squinting, you won’t remember the only face you’re
not get lost in a round dance of words
and open the ring.