Текст песни Машина Времени - Когда откричат крикуны

When the screamers shout
And the bandits will put each other
And the government will overthrow itself
And no one will blame
I will leave the rest of the country
And go far from here
To the tropical seas
Worthy and slow to live.

There's a place for one
There’s a short path to the spring,
There is no news
Newspapers will not be delivered there.
And you need - nothing at all:
Simple and light boat
And a little house on the mountain
To see the sunset and dawn.

And the moment the roof collapses
Over your brainless house
From the black mouth of the universe
Pull down chill
And the southern affectionate wind
Plays my shuttle.
I’m unlikely to hear you
I believe steering and oars
And the south gentle wind
Plays my shuttle.