Текст песни Треснутый Оркестр - Атбасар

From the reincarnation of Suk
From the rehearsal of words
dried dried bush
Spinning old wolf
And for cordons carries
For the vest poles
Fast Last Your Brest
Atbasar

Through the abandoned Kremlin
Through an empty bucket
Ashes of extinct prison
Dark windows churches
And an unknown station
And the door is sealed
Here is the last Perron
Atbasar

Like a forgotten language
Like magic Son
Fall from the shelf clock
Six useless minutes
Shadows invisible birds
Dance of porcelain dolls
And outside the schedule Brest
Atbasar

Outside schedule Brest-Atbasar
Outside schedule Brest-Atbasar
Outside schedule Brest-Atbasar