Текст песни Александр Заславский - Парадной

Glass glass splashed and sleeved
Easy hands have developed together
Circles in the sky straightened, hung
From near the visors, it rained rain warm.
Poured ash cigarettes in foam
Covered the vein buried in granite
Did not extinguish because the heat of the heat pecked
Only the leaves lived loving the branch.
Sewed needle pine needle
I was looking for the nightingale silence of nature
Earth fed ore plants
Water fed the nations.
Recognized the horse that she is power
Always the problem is the reason
When was born - fell in nettle
And life lives without believing in force.
And the rain was poured, broken in my pockets
Water was converted into fog
The sun was teased in the ray dotted line
And in a light tuchka removed the apartment.
And suddenly everything dried, per second
Asphalt paled, the shadow went silently
The tan was tucked cool
And the sky has become a native parade.