Текст песни Александр А.В.С. Скворцов - Стихам и их поэтам

Poems and their poets

In all a century, from the birth of planets,
Serious verse, breakdown and rosean.
Sorry, there is no such profession - the poet!
We are taught those who have no time for a long time,
And you will begin later later.

Empty hopes sniffing peel,
The verse is forced to wander on the interruption!
So that in the hundredth time, waking up in the morning,
Through the pain of understanding that everyone is not the partition,
And to kill in the depths of the bottomless mug.

Moves are all predained
From the first stuff to the black cover of the coffin.
The poets were not needed.
(Only the dead - the property of the country!)
Now - and the people are not particularly ...

Blind people do not finish to deaf,
But I believe that the dawns will come true!
Let us let go of the last sins ...
Through the time let the poems
And come to life in memory of poets!

A.V.S.