Текст песни Александр Новиков - Такси

Your shameless eyes are green
Pupil taxi remind me
When he scratches settlements,
Especially with the stars and the moon.

And in them, when you press the bar counter,
A green fire burns.
We may be a couple today
Crouching along the blade of a knife.

Your counter is dead - all feelings are spent.
You can’t wait for change from them, don’t ask.
For everything in the world, girl, paid.
Everything in the world is a passenger, and everything is a taxi.

And at the hour when your bust, captured by neon,
The green serpent knocks down long legs
The banknote crunches and everything is paid for.
And the light goes out on the bed.

The poet was right: your camp is nature's architecture.
But to take you in poems was a wimp.
He lied: you are not afraid of loneliness,
You are not alone, you are a whole taxi fleet.

And although God didn’t give everyone their eyes,
(Didn’t know, perhaps, in heaven?)
Everyone in love with the ancient profession
In the night, green eyes. Like a taxi.