Текст песни Сергей Труханов - В пыли и скалах

O.Nechaevoy poems, music S.Truhanova

In the dust and rocks under the cleanest firmament
Arachnid city spread network and catches the sea.
That's worth over the surf stranger, looking at the water:
Bliss in the movement, in the teeth of a cigarette butt, a longing in his eyes.

Textbook white sail and the wind whistling,
The mast bends, and how to bend not bothered ...
Breathe deeply, step away - nobody syschetsya,
But how otyschesh in this expanse of someone else's body?

But will fight here, to the left, below the throat
Salty, wet ball and will trickle scarlet,
And do not let you go, what b wave or erased
Your Footprint on these salty, gray, reliable rocks.

Follow tired of changing colors, the play of lines.
Sit back and knees to chin utkni
And indifferently looking beyond the sea, where blue
With azure color, converging, loses its shades.