Текст песни Александр А.В.С. Скворцов - Домой

HOME

Go home? I remembered the first address!
Without us inside, probably dark ...
Climbing, Capacked Cross
Everything in the life of the window.

From there, in the path - the road is accomplished,
Out our past hand
And we wedged into a mad flock
Bearing after the fuss!

Circle Motors, Sklocks, Shrews, Spikes ...
More and more pines ruby on the coffins -
After all, the strongest screws the nuts,
The louder grinds the driving thread!

I found the key, wounded in the note,
Revealed her trembling her hand:
"Someday come back! We will be close.
Kiss! "... signature. Tears. Way home.

A.V.S.