Текст песни Алексей Никонов - Ты плохая...

(You're bad. Winter will pass.)
Undressed in the context of the curtains,
And then - oh, two thousandth year
Daughter! - smeared Rot
Impossible, someone else's smile,
Too sticky
For these lips.
Kicking time
Like a convoy's arrestant
Eternity entered into rights
And any attempt to return
Was useless;
In words
Sang a ban
A dawn
Closed in the window
(This place I cross out).
Only one thing is unknown:
As love got into a sign.