Текст песни Сергей Мазаев - Кошки

Squares are flat, buildings are squashed
Somewhere in the area of ​​Trekhgorka,
Inattentively left by someone
In the sky there is a watermelon peel.
Roofs red, friendly puddles, -
The body was covered by a windbreaker.
The sounds of the evening, their clumsy
Local arrangement.

At night, all cats are sulfur.
Who has strewn your way with silver?
At dusk walk the streets before bed
Love, Hope and Faith.
At night, all cats are sulfur.
Who has strewn your way with silver?
At dusk walk the streets before bed
Love, Hope and Faith.

The scarred streets squint
Thoughts are stray cats.
Sleepy Doves - Wet Chickens -
In the sky count crumbs.
Midnight is filled with shaded walls
Doors yawn holes.
Shreds poster - neurostics -
They applaud themselves.

At night, all cats are sulfur.
Who has strewn your way with silver?
At dusk walk the streets before bed
Love, Hope and Faith.
At night, all cats are sulfur.
Who has strewn your way with silver?
At dusk walk the streets before bed
Love, Hope and Faith