Текст песни Пустые улицы и коробок спичек. - На Морское Дно.

On the seabed,
Sink,
For a pull,
That gave me a tiny dream.

At the bottom of the sea to go down,
And do not swim,
The aid is not to shout,
And more on the life is not solved.

On the seabed, down,
Fish swim away immediately,
Under the huge rocks, boulders,
The seabed - my main prize.

On the seabed, without greeting,
Hello sharks
And it is reduced by the cold cheekbones,
Stopping the bottom, and one check ticket.

On the seabed zalёg,
Please only red corals,
Small beautiful crystals,
No one from the bottom of the dark I did not save.

On the seabed,
Like me with a ton of cargo,
And his eyes languidly mertveli at the bottom,
On the seabed, more than anything.