Текст песни Аквариум - Утром алмазы станут битым стеклом

The last day of August
Above the town smells like a thunderstorm
Asphalt becomes blacker as he
Crossed-braking band
On the morning of the diamonds will be broken glass
On the morning of her blood will mildew

Some people dream of unbroken horses
Some people dream of polystyrene and ash
Someone who likes to live, someone who likes to steal
Leftovers from another table
She spent more than you can dream
She gave

The last day of August
This summer is lived not in vain
Chimera from Notre Dame will be the first
Who will see how the city is burning Dawn
From now on, her blood will clean mildew
On the white color of the first day of September