Текст песни подвала ноктюрн - Чевенгур

the space is filled with gas masks
pine paws, the bottom of the pit
covered with crystal vases
there will be bonfires on the border of the fog

will be antifreeze or electrolyte
already not demolished for himself
wakes up early and says

as if this wound was burning
on color screen canvas
among glass birches and pines

burns and creaks like a uniform, buttonholes
burry beginning at the drain
here is the radius of the wheel, bike spokes
and garbage wind from the east

not things - thoughts about things, couples
along the corridor, dusty baseboard
inside gas pipe and courtyards
empty without photosynthesis

leave without waiting for change
between the rods of the fuel oil cell
today the sign is buzzing differently

than yesterday, different subjects
liquid forests, planet angle
dead end platform

swinging in a nitrogen wind
like the tallest pines?
needles settle to the bottom
and are oxidized

autumn is coming