Текст песни Леба Вафельникова - Милый Одиссей

A couple of hundred days - thirty hundred years - and in essence equals
In the knight of so many winters, in the damage to dreams - we are there but com
I did not want to stand in the throat Schlip on the night, in the eye of the vest
And flew with glass soft, like grass, rain out of the lamps
ships sailed - thirty-hundreds of years - a couple of hundred days
Complex lying on the bottom, Fish ate Il.
everyone who forgot
how, calming, sadness, suddenly roars from the bottom, -
It was in zero of the earth - a couple of times, the top three arrows.
You will return to the house, if a drunk god, be at least Odyssey
You say a cat: "Well, do you want to eat?" and no thoughts wool
you will stroke up looking at the watch where about six
there will be no hours that did not live
serene numbers. Leaf sieve
Rings: "Solved!" in the wet hum of roads, in your sudden run
everyone who could not, although it was stronger,
Make a wave - love! - To do everything - more likely!
Everyone will be embedded, falling in a longing, leaving
A couple of hundred days, thirty-hundreds of years - in general, nonsense