Текст песни барто - Рядом с маленькой бездной

Hands pulled me on top ,
Hands pulled me from below,
Between the wind and cheap champagne ,
Between youth and cynicism.

I look forward , placing the network ,
I look at the top of spiders .
Between the Pacific Ocean and the heart
You're always there with a small chasm .

Locks closed tender,
And the big snow tigers,
Like flowers in the gardens of wormwood .
I'll be dreaming about all at once .
I'll be dreaming about all at once .
I'll be dreaming about all at once .