Текст песни Ольга Ступина - Питерский рок

Let's sing with you anything, did not hear anyone around and around,
Tell me how to turn the mountains and moons on cloudy sky Petrograd ...
For all sitting silently near the walls and windows with peeling paint,
Of the hundreds of thousands of options so we will choose the same story.
What came together in a fairy tale began, but only an end soon,
So high above us shouted black as night raven ...

A person who breathes in the left shoulder, now hide behind the right night,
Your city and not an angel and the devil - he's black crows, quick to violence.
And in the dark I'm all its gods so earnestly and so suddenly believe
Edge light will fall at my feet strip from the half-open door.
What came together in the tale of blood, and left end of the knit,
Do not miss, aim Levey, only of me, okay?

And we opened the black executioner, magical spells without even noticing,
Threatened him with a toy sword and once again go where he says -
By ringing the edge of Ladoga ice on the lines a breaking beam,
And it is at the end of melt, as always, turned to a point in the sky lead ...
How many roads converged in a fairy tale, but all came to the same,
By itself a crow in St. Petersburg Rock - here are much higher ....