Текст песни Блокнот Ежа - Из джунглей и тундры...

Author: Egor Nikulin

From jungles and tundra ...

From jungles and tundra, and, indeed, it does not matter much at all
I am writing a letter without any strain of the white napkin
And in the cities where we will be able to throw the autumn
One day we will meet again, only the views of damage through the branches.

The equator and the pole, portrait and landscape with still life
The vague colors paint a picture of life,
We sing the songs of stretch, with rupture of the aorta,
From the sea to go back straight giants.

Through the mountain pass as if a knife through the water,
Hand Movement lithospheric plates will throw,
Interfere with people like an old deck of cards
And so it is, I do not where we meet at eight.

2016 "Notepad Hedgehog" (vk.com/poetry1147)