Текст песни Ночные снайперы - Ты тоньше

You are thinner than my string,
I want a guitar to take a chord.

You are thinner droplets on the asphalt,
Fingering from the noise of my steps.

You are above the notes of octave,
In which the sounds are all the same magnitude.

You are higher than the Tower of the Power,
About which I often see colored dreams.

But you say a bad word
And your height and subtlety

Becomes the neck of the bottle,
Ringing ringing, ringing, ringing

O Spring cobblestones.