Текст песни Николай Прилепский - ПОЛУГОДОВАЯ ПАНИХИДА

Panichida

Music: N. Plipsky
Words: V. Platonenko

Burn lights
On thin candles are lit,
They burn
Under the sky of pussy spring.
And in those lights
Mixed in the fall of spring.
Do not understand them
Those who did not know that autumn.
Here is so Pestro
In that autumn was from lights.
Fires Kostov
In the night we were tired of filling.
Well, and then
Over reflection in the river
Burned concrete
As if a coal briquette
He was black.
This is a SCHEW he is white, like snow,
Bel, like a skull,
And then he was black
Anthracite
Perfect black
When Raspalo
Ashes with black height ...

Burn lights.
On the wicks of church candle
They burn
For all who happened to lie down
Under the layer of land.
No matter, they led they
Or lay down
His names without saving ...
Autumn Day
Just six months ago
What fire
Then they burned their eyes!
Let now
Six months later from these days,
Fire in Candle
Recall us about heat,
So that after
Remembered how now
Those whose bones
They light up like a candle,
To, as in the gap, they
Passed through the year -
Burnt
Disposable then ...

But no matter -
Although all Moscow is to take fire
No one
Back will not come out of the fire.
Cumbnous ranks
Under the Dead Sky of October
In fire and smoke
They went behind a row.
Lights burn ...
People do not warm
They burn.
Well, what else to burn ...
Like sails
Inflatable panels banned
To heaven
The last battalion went ...

Lights burn ...