Текст песни Александр Непомнящий - Вдогонку за дождем

Stupid kids, men polukrylym
Do not get to the midnight sky.
Wait.
Perhaps the warm rain.
To sedge soul pure song,
Barefoot under the downpour. And rise.
To live.
Let pupils that same night.

Knocking the door to escape from the basement through the grass
Blade funny love.
Beads and little heat,
To render-carry
Whether the path, and whether the cross
On the road to nowhere
There after the rain.

The night we spend on a wet roof.
City cringe at the bottom, we will be higher.
Sing.
On the ground, so failing.

Smoke a little.
Look at hand - rail.
We are broke.
Let behind, insulation, hot.
Everything.
Down slipped, has died the death.

The steps between the stars
We had far
Just point through the sights.
Silent walls and words.
They do not catch up with us,
With their lifelong yearning,
With their izgazhennoy anguish,
With their eternal rights anguish.
On the road to nowhere
There after the rain.

He occupied the steppes funny languages.
Only the birds somehow did not laugh.
Pain.
Nervous hands talc hospital.

Amnesia remnants of dreams.
Shutters century.
Trying begstva.Vozvraschene.
Ringing.
Six in the morning, it's time to circle.

The tap water is chlorinated.
Ceilings - nitroenamels.
Well, the future - no.
Broken off and wake up.
Break off and be quiet.
And hammer nails door.
Pointer on the road - white chalk across.
What do you want to choose.
White chalk across -
On the road to nowhere,
There after the rain,
There after the rain ...