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

DESERT

My desert is neither people nor roads
Only yellow sand tears the sandpaper face.
Oasis to find me nobody helped me
And I myself seem to accept the end -
About the map forgot, the old compass broke,
In the flask iron dried.
In the rocket, there is still reasonable stuff,
But it did not have shots left.

And here - the whole world! Although deaf as sand,
EXTRACT AND SUBBED ACCORD.
Pensive boy called me to sleep,
And I replied in French: "D'Accord!"
Borders are not visible, and NIC falls
Chatterious snake bite
My little, stupid, gullible prince
At the feet of anyone not necessary.

My desert is a blanket and dust,
Breaking life and hot death.
You - pain and hope, legend and free
Leave me not to have time!
In a circle, there is no power in my hands,
Burning a calene longing ...
Samum Ubaulkal in Sacred Sands
One more. Bedroom.

A.V.S.