Текст песни Соломенные еноты - Недосмотренный сон

I'm Lisitsin, I'm a pilot
My wings were taken
I'm sitting with grief drinking boiling water
In the den of a cold empty apartment

Flock of flying doves
Crosses on the body of heaven
Embroider a bitch-victory,
But I will never go
To the land without memory
An hour without time
Into the dark courtyard
Boarded up house
Unreviewed dream!

Everything is calm here today,
But once there was a massacre -
Meat grinders rolling on rails
And they cut everyone who is playful

Time will whistle
It touches your hand softly
And again, some Julia
Spends some Lenka
To the land without memory
An hour without time
Into the dark courtyard
Boarded up house
Unreviewed dream!

And in the greenhouses of progress
The rocket summer will blossom
Monolith from lead and iron
Rush to distant planets

But still be tired
Freezing a traveler at a bus stop
Indifferent yawning stations,
And in the corners to rustle a funeral -
Here is a land without memory
An hour without time
Into the dark courtyard
Boarded up house
Unreviewed dream!

The jungle was taken from us
The danger was taken from us
Communal apartments, vodka tickets
And even perestroika and glasnost

Here are the stars of Ursa Major
All that comes true will not be noticeable
And we have one romance left:
Falling down, down, down ...