Текст песни Акватория Неба - Крыши

The wounded animal behind my window howls for a year
It's dark in the house, even gouge out your eye
The tea ran out, and the mug broke, luckily, you see, out of spite
Someone tomorrow will go to collect stones for us, for us

And on the roofs there are no live crows and no dove
And on the roofs which year is high
God hovers on rooftops in summer, winter and spring
And what he does there is a big secret

Spring came out, ran on asphalt, roads, paths
Flowers bloom at her feet
Boredom down, let's go run on the roofs, you hear, there is God
He sees everything: yours and mine

And on the roofs there are no live crows and no dove
And on the roofs which year is high
God hovers on rooftops in summer, winter and spring
And what he does there is a big secret

And yesterday they closed the windows in neighboring houses
And yesterday they left the snow to die in the yard
And so it will be, while the candle burns in our hearts with you
And so it will be now, you and I need it, and I

Long ways beckon us
And sometimes no one knows
Where can they lead us
What will come after that