Текст песни Александр Новиков - Шарк... шарк...

Neighboring daughter without "ecstasy" just
Can neither sing nor dance.
And the beat on the couch can’t get.
She's a theatrical worship on the board,
But he doesn’t want to throw potions.
Theater - to her from God. And he does not give her an abyss.

And heals her in this noisy apartment
From Pain, Love and the Cross
Dashing powder and a visiting idol.
And the doors in the apartment are wider and wider,
And in them, leaving places
The bent world leaves in four doom.

Shark ... shark ... shark ...
Shirk ... shirk ... shirk ...
Like a late taxi to the park ...
Like a booed star - into the world ...

She is young and beautiful to pain
And smokes manneredly for now.
Striptease is her best gymnastics.
And in the heart of the sonnet, like animals in captivity
They tear on the side grilles
As a young artist on the ropes backstage.

Shark ... shark ... shark ...
Shirk ... shirk ... shirk ...
Like a belated taxi to the park ...
Like a booed star - into the world ...

I am not Love to her. Not a novel. And does not matter.
I just sing to her for
What sad poets she reads by heart.
For the theater without a hanger even
Her coat takes
And after the performance theatrical sadness wanders in it.

Shark ... shark ... shark ...
Shirk ... shirk ... shirk ...
Like a late taxi to the park ...
Like a booed star - into the world ...