Текст песни Александр Вертинский - Безноженька

Strict at night in the cemetery
Just a month will rise
Tiny little legless
The dusty road creeps.

Lying in the ditches during the day
Something whines softly.
Climbs into the grass at night
He sleeps between the graves.

The old, forgotten path
Between shaggy graves
Kind and affectionate God
Today I came in a dream.

The legs are big and new
I promised to give her
And the bells are purple
The chant sounded quietly ...

"God, sweet God,
What is worth to you by spring
Foolish and small bezel
Glue your legs in a dream? "