Текст песни Александр Левин - На произвольном языке

On an arbitrary language
not uttering a word,
He squeezed her hand in soapy
plastic five-thirty.

Moaning like a wounded soldier,
he climbed a washcloth under the shoulder blade,
and in his head svistets
draft squatting with a grin.

Gopak, Goznak and Krakowiak
in the head circle dances,
It erupted on the ground water,
out of my head sticking out worm.

But the arbitrariness of language
It was not at all obvious,
like blackberry jam
in carton of milk.

And without much difficulty
of municipal plaster
lipilis holes and figures
until you run out of water.

It is not out of nonsense
unpredictable species
both from the ravine quinoa,
like Aphrodite from the pond
and towel - Nemesis.