Текст песни Пол Читает Смита - Модерн

Strong thunderstorm ended May,
Lilac branch and with honey lime tea,
In the country modern, the boils of flax -
The age begins - the war soon!

The sun plays in color stained glass windows,
Books on the old piano lie
In the leaves of Himar, the bending is chained -
They stretch the days as shadows from Lip.

Well, what will you read me?
What will you read?

In the new buffet - Russian porcelain,
In the White keys - a night conversation,
In the wheel knock - a string of a string,
The root of the steam locomotive is going home.

Morning Moscow - Shechor, Perron,
Sloud sky, feather towers,
Mosaic Streets Gray Full -
The age begins - the war soon!

The wind from Peter - the rainband,
Fresh newspapers wait for the news.
Yellow sweater burns Polytech,
Early Vertinsky - Tears Through Laughter.

In fashion in the salons for a long time cocaine,
Drubel demons - in hundreds of paintings,
In the cinema theme is one -
The age begins - the war soon!