Текст песни Павел Кашин - Аристократы

It turned out an hour before dawn
And about an hour before separation
You and I are two funny poets
Dying of boredom

We inhaled the scents in the night
Discussing Bordeaux wines
Like two French aristocrats
In line for the guillotine

Crazy love confused hearts
Like you and I spitting without

end to the wind
Crazy love confused minds
People like us lost

in yourself forever

Our souls are in deep scars
They look into the world from a huge cannon
They left a couple of grams of heat
More than a cuckoo clock

And crunch bones underfoot
And we nevermind - we're in tanks
Even diamonds turn black with anger
If you store them in banks