Текст песни Сергей Аксёнов - Феерия

Miracles don't happen - ask about it
Court chemist.
Pharmacistically accurately measuring crystals
On old scales
He will not answer you - he is faithful to the vow
Silence. But facial expressions
No, no, let him show a tired smile
In a fluffy mustache.

Shooting powders into the bottomless darkness
Saltpere and oxides,
Delight the townspeople, Bengali
Light up the skies.
There are no miracles. But what's stopping us
Show tricks?
And the city looked, was amazed, frightened,
Whispered: "Miracles ..."

5 February 2010