Текст песни Анастасия Афанасьева - Где опустели словари

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Where emptied dictionaries
And retirement requests
Someone open the door
The verb "kills"
His resting place is
Amid high
Dull vocabulary.

But looking mnogooko
From the heights of heaven
Little fly.

And the world in her eyes - a kaleidoscope.

Trolley buses, minibuses -
Yes jumping gallop,
And people with unbridled umbrellas,
Bounce, ringing a trifle.
On their breasts strictest armor.
But even flies penetrate into the cracks
Such are not visible through
The human eye is nothing but body flies
There does not cost anything to enter.
And the armor they still knock the legs.
A man clutches his chest
Runs right - can not escape,
Runs left - how can we not get drunk,
Go up - how can we not die?

Lord Almighty is in the clouds
Sad thing lexical
They overcome?
Word of their leave and go
On the land where the holy simplicity
The bodies that are full of blood and mochoyu,
In buses, shaking languages
In the subway, underground kingdom advertisements.

And on top looks a little fly
In her eyes bouncing people
High and low, colored
And black and white, and they all fled.

They run under the nose itself humming,
Some words (they live)
They must have fallen from the clouds
And right in the mouth someone came.

Tell me where I am, who I am here and I
Is a fly in the representation?
And if she knows how repugnant to us
Its buzzing and green?

Does it care about anything other than,
With the world in her eyes - a kaleidoscope?
Of course not: kaleidoscope flight.

I want to be like a fly.