Текст песни Аквариум - Назад в Архангельск

Once we had rivers and roads,
Now we are frozen on the doorstep.
We look at the smoke from the chimney
And the dove of grace stands on its hind legs.

Carved wind. Cold wind.
Late to count scandals and intrigues.
Watch how these books burn.
Back to Arkhangelsk!

In the churches and wards of Kalig, the paschik,
Drinking champagne in the hallway with the cook Dunya.
Wherever you look, everywhere the image,
Either go under the bed, or press the brakes.

Carved wind. Crystal wind.
Late to squeeze figs in your pocket.
Watch how these books burn.
Back to Arkhangelsk!

Banana mom with strong legs
Cuts a world map in origami.
In the shadow stands a virtuous husband
We go through the instruments to the great wilderness.
Back to Arkhangelsk.

Thieves and officials in ... (not clear)
They walk ... (not intelligible here) along the streets of Ryazan.
For 20 years - one manifesto
Wherever you go a cross stands on you.

Input wind. Cold wind.
Late to count strength and intrigue.
Watch these books burn!
Back to Arkhangelsk!