Текст песни Александр Заславский - Она беременна Петербургом

These paints, pencils
These boys - kids
This endless garage
It's definitely not the Hermitage
These mines puddle without mirrors
These zhiguli like trap
These perspectives from books
Only from headphones honest cry.

She is pregnant Petersburg
She knows everything is different there
She is ready to become the best friend
And, if necessary, to any task
She is pregnant red sky
Parade in angels and talents
She is pregnant with gray bread
And communal softer within.

But in the careers and on the crowd
No heroes in her war
On abandoned construction vehicles
Only vodka against systems
She keeps clean in a dream
And correspondence with the city of that
But only on the roofs there is a conversation
And only in the basements there is a corridor.

She is pregnant Petersburg
She knows everything is different there
She is ready to become the best friend
And, if necessary, to any task
She is pregnant red sky
Parade Angel and Talent
She is pregnant with gray bread
And endless love within.

And he will give, come, accurately
Sketch will write that at night
Will fall asleep on his first crucian
Do not get these sounds in the ear
Will understand that the vodka is not worse
Give your TV for two penetrations
Will be in the first stranger
And everything will leave the same daughter.

She is pregnant Petersburg
She remembers everything differently
She is ready to sleep with the best friend.
And, if necessary, to any task
She is pregnant red sky
Transparent angel and talent
She is pregnant with gray bread
And endless dream within.