Текст песни Кафе - Музыка крыш

A bunch of orange sparks exploded a cigarette butt at the bottom of the span
The attic door completely rusted - not to wake the tenants
You cautiously step on the roof, repeating something about the idiot's dream
But since they climbed up, give at least a hand, in the end

To the horizon at hand
And to the asphalt - two seconds
And you don’t feel like down, and you are silent
Today, you don’t have to sleep again,
The heady wind sounds in my head
Roof music

You’re humming a tear-lyrical motive under your breath, messing up,
For a couple of minutes, forget about BG and listen to me sing
Believe me, this is a mere trifle if your roof slides away from something
It’s much harder if someone else’s “roof” hits your “roof”

Do you hear? - already the first hour and hostile whirlwinds roam beneath us
We go into the crap elevator and push the button with the number one
How strange instead of iron to feel the hard asphalt under your feet
And you are telling me that I, than hanging out on the roofs of strangers, would follow my own ...