Текст песни Лев Лосев - Печка

STOVE

When they came to finish her
armed with iron things
no one stood up. Only me
armed with greedy curiosity
came to look. I saw the first terrible
and in essence a decisive blow
sledgehammers. Crunch. Heavy breathing.
Dust flew up like a gray kitsch
over a split head in two,
and green copper eyes
looked at me from the bottom, from the pallet,
from the abyss that is always under our bottom.

3 kopecks. Eagle

The eagle looks to the West and East.
The eagle's gaze is deserted and cruel.
There it rises with a curse branded.
There is a lemon sunset.
In the middle is Alexander Blok.
The eagle looks with might and main. Know only copper
knows how to look so slowly.
The eagle looks like we can't,
although we also have four eyes,
on the offensive of the temporary class,
on the onset of darkness.

3 kopecks. Tails

Two curls of curly number 3
non-trivial, whatever you say,
and the letter is, a trace of a spear in a penny,
stands with a cross, in a monastic skufeyka,
with a Kuzmin's smile inside.
Is he standing or sitting? To know, only to be
knows how to sit or stand.
Yat half erased, as if he knows
that with its double nature
it is outdated that by a new war
it will be canceled.

Stove-maker, stove-maker! you are in the base of the stove
I threw coins just like that, for luck,
did you think that on your altyns
you can buy so much eternity.
Their quiet ringing inspires exultation
like an irredeemable ruble
they always ring in my pocket.
I will buy a lot with them.