Текст песни Чёрный Обелиск - Мёртвые не пишут писем

Yesterday I broke a guitar
Not by chance, not casual .
She suddenly I predicted
Close end date .
Suddenly wailed , screamed ,
When her hands took .
Since taking light
Spiritualistic signal.

The dead do not write letters ,
Do not come and did not call .
They are about us, and so all know ,
It is unlikely that anyone here rad.

And early this morning
I discovered a simple magazine
And on the first page
Statement suddenly read .
Mol he lived as recently
And yet he did not,
And here I knew -
This is a sign to me there ...

The dead do not write letters ,
Do not come and did not call .
They are about us, and so all know ,
It is unlikely that anyone here rad.

Here we have our own laws ,
For thousands of years ,
And we do not change we can,
And for them there is no law .

The dead do not write letters ,
Do not come and did not call .
They are about us, and so all know ,
It is unlikely that anyone here rad.

The dead do not write letters ...
The dead do not write letters ...