Текст песни Александр Галич - Опыт отчаянья

We are waiting and waiting for guests unexpected,
And pending no gu-gu!
And sitting on suitcases,
As at the Beach.
And we small loss
At the turn of this bitter,
When chopped off the ropes
And similar have been removed?
And somewhere wandering in distant countries
Became another man's line.
And we're sitting on suitcases
And waiting for the damned call.
And we have other people's birthdays
CROP salty dew,
In this exclusion zone,
Above this the runway!
Receive us, O Lord, uninvited,
And strengthen the fortitude!
But we are sitting on suitcases,
As a dog yard on a chain!
As a slave, the will otkuplenny
Can not without shackles
And all sit and heed plenty,
Do not hear the quiet words of God.
Well, what are we going to remain?
Line newspaper page?
About the time of autumn, about, old age,
How do you vain and empty.
And there is no darkness, no epiphany,
And you're not alive and not dead.
And be glad that there is - contempt
Reliable healer of all grievances.