Текст песни Чиж и Паша - Июльская ночь

I do not know, maybe I'm just tired
Maybe something inside broke quietly
Perhaps, after all, all he could, flipped
But what he was looking at his eyes did not come across.

The rumpled bed one morning to not go to sleep
The June night to the brim full of flowers poison
And there outside the rustling of leaves and the black haze
And crying cats on the dominance of concrete yards.

And there is no need to stir up the sheets again
The fire is still better, and gray ash
Scattered the dust cooled the silence
And it will pour cold rivers - clean and bright.

The rumpled bed one morning to not go to sleep
The June night we poisoned flowers poison
And there, outside the rustling of leaves and the black haze
And crying cats on the dominance of concrete yards.

Asphalt cools and dew drops
My morning city will open the eyes
In your house, and no one ever will
But this is only an excuse to injure yourself.

And the pots in the house opposite someone rattles
June peace, heard somewhere trams ring
Neighboring radio Chizha whispers - "About Love"
And a new morning does not change me.

The rumpled bed one morning to not go to sleep
The June night we poisoned flowers poison
And there, outside the rustling of leaves and the black haze
And crying cats on the dominance of concrete yards.