Текст песни Павел Кашин - Коричневый конверт

Between brush and canvas there is respect,
Highlighting the launch site and my imagination,
Suddenly mail vertokryl landed on an easel,
And I accidentally discovered the death in a brown envelope

And there are angels and devils, and will forever draw
And I think of death as a lack of being,
As if in a fast pirouette suddenly over trails,
And the nature preserve on a diskette me

I'd left in the corners very modest notes:
"Sorry for the bedlam and the lack of a residence permit"
I would continue to live quietly in the radio concert -
But accidentally discovered in a brown envelope death

And there are angels and devils, and will forever draw
And I think about death as being on assignment,
As if in a fast pirouette suddenly over trails,
And the nature preserve on a diskette me