Текст песни Серёжа Томичев - В плену оглушающих светом улиц...

In captivity of stunning the light of the streets,
Watery
Walking, he himself hanging out
Yesterday postponing for later.

I scare the evil city of good smile.
The course of life is now racing.
I am waiting for the capture of the threshing,
From the sky at night hiding in the shadow.

To live to spring without becoming a snowdrop -
Good but not whatever you need where
We live in a barrack or a buncher,
Where it is rosy everything, like gasoline divorce in water.

Simferopol, July 2014