Текст песни Белая Гвардия - Подросток

I paced the gray roofs,
I dive into the courtyards,
For pipe clinging coat,
The crown touching birds.
Swallow the window niche
Sagging of the mean sun,
Wind rips rough
Shelest with favorite pages.

I will certainly meet you
Somewhere in the summer sunset,
We sit on the edge of the eaves,
His legs dangling into the Neva.
You Shrugged,
Their blanket shielding the coolness,
I will tell you this evening,
How do I live without you.

All the same smoke plants
Look bleak face,
All the same sitting freaks,
The same judge murderers.
And those who have tried,
All want the same freedom.
And those that really are free
Look out of the windows of hospitals.

Silently troops go
Homeless peoples live,
The women sew dresses
And as if waiting for something ...
They shimmer in the dark screens
And itinerant shamans
Doctors others' wounds -
They will save the world.

It was only an absurd boy
Love funny teenager
It should be under the window of the Madonna
Scarecrow flocks.
He also does not know,
What happens to him tomorrow.
He can not be happy,
He was invited to tea.