Текст песни ТОМАС МУР - Кассеты

Cassette
(L. Torsky)

I remember all the posters on your wall,
I remember the smell of your room and the noise in your window,
I remember all the tapes by the host mirror -
They shit.
Do you love the night on the window sills,
When the magnetic player has been in your hands.
Looking at us shook their heads
Passers-by, in the city where we are with you
There were only a memory,
Forgotten and wounded,
Killed and thrown,
Greetings from the past ...

I no longer see the house,
Wherein each angle I still mark,
And even the mess on the table
Through many years ...
And you already kiss his daughter,
And it seems that while tearing us to shreds ...
I would just look in your eyes,
To say that you did not have to say ...
Were only memories,
Forgotten and wounded,
Killed and thrown,
Greetings from the past ...