Текст песни Розенкранц и Гильденстерн - Финны

The girl in jeans and shirt is walking on the tracks,
And I'm sitting at home - read the story Vonnegut,
I remember her cold and the White Sea,
Sitting on the rocks Leningrad we drink beer,

Goo sanies rain flows into the collar,
In the air, the salt - we look to the place beyond the heavens gave,
Past floats unidentified strange ship,
It is true, the Finns, and we wave our arms to the Finns.

"Hello, the Finns" - we tell them.
"What is your name? No pasaran!"
We sing the Marseillaise and "Riders on the Storm",
The Finns have heard and firing guns into the sky.

I sit at home and keep stupidly "Vonnegut"
Instead bookmark yellowed sheet of paper -
As a souvenir from the legendary White Sea -
Postcard on it our stones and a Finnish ship.