Текст песни Ранний АукцЫон - Ещё не дом

And the house, forced good - still not a house,
And even with a chandelier above the table is not yet home
And on the window with the living flower is not yet home
And even with the kettle Basque is not yet home.
When the evening darkness thickens,
Because this truth is clear and simple,
What from the palm to the window filled house
Your warmth, your warmth.
All things quietly dissolved the darkness,
And the room became empty and bottomless,
And amid this void mirozdannoy
The whole world is my home and you are my you.
And the house, forced good - still not a house,
And even with a chandelier above the table is not yet home
And on the window with the living flower is not yet home
And even with the kettle Basque is not yet home.