Текст песни Алексей Пономарев - Когда я умру

When I die call me

When he returns in awkward silence

When there is no strength to part in a dream

When you want to call me
Forget your swarthy photo for me
May I see someone else besides you
And let all flights be scheduled to heaven
But you can do one thing to return ...
When I die call me
When I die call me
When I die call me
When I die...
Trample the graves of buried ideas
What if they rise up to your joy
What if they see something other than people
What if they help you, then hurry
The work flew like pigeon mail
And I can only go out in the dark at night
And so I sit and stare at one point
More precisely to the sky, to its torn pieces
When I die I'll fly outside
When I die I'll fly outside
When I die I'll fly outside
When I die...
Good people are not visible as molecules
Perhaps this is true, is it because it is so insulting
After all, what you want to see is not shit, but jam
And isn't that why your heart hurts, but
You just have to visit the center of the earth
Be able to sink and raise ships
And think smart about the meaning of love
Why do we die, and do we die
When do we die or do we die
When do we die or do we die
When do we die or do we die
So if we die call
If we die call me