Текст песни театр двух - Арба небесная

The creature dumb, Arba nebesnaya-
September luck leaf pile.
Chu - ringing bells, who "of course" -
And to us, careless - not soon!
But something strange, but something spicy
On the sky, piers air
At dawn paling in the dawn brightening
In such a "wrong time" - sadness ...
The door is boarded up, roadside cheese
And the city is full of weed foliage.
And next to the chaise playing matches
October - libertines, homeless.
And we, too, dissolute and prodigal,
You wait until throwing a match,
You wait a bit, for the glory of net
You get time to bird.
You will get, and we will remember
And will respond to further.
October is over, will leave libertines
A chime will be sad,
And will be forever open spaces
Wander - where he is now gone? -
All corridors kroidorami,
Yes rebellious heart pounding.