Текст песни Ночные снайперы - Блюзы гор

Blues mountains
I sang in September and gentle glowing horn,
Instead people in the house were lights;
We are gods with you, but only in the earth's dust.
But already crunched underfoot ice
And autumn watched from afar.
We know that around the turn, have
But something whispered to me - the death of close ...

Somewhere, somewhere, somewhere is flying the plane of the steel,
But there is a silhouette of the letters that were waiting
Slender couplets ...
Where are you.

Wool is not Calico,
Keeps the freshness of your sad ...
Narrowed eyes silent reproach;
Do not be afraid, I do not dopoyu this verse.
But the horn, what are you doing there
And what watching the clock,
I do not share the love in half -
I never put you on the scales.

Somewhere, somewhere, somewhere is flying the plane of the steel,
But there is a silhouette of the letters that were waiting
Slender couplets ...
Where are you ...