Текст песни Шляпник Илья - Второе письмо Алисе

Alice, come back to me or not?
Waiting for you at the table for a long time.
Who is the question of this question?
Probably my hat from Sheocha.

Martov hare buried the hole,
To live he was tired of her.
Every day plays the game,
Not counting days and nights.

Sonya's mouse went to work
Apples selling at the bazaar.
We meet only on Saturday,
On the Royal Boulevard.

Cheshire cat is now not the one.
He changed too much.
Every night my hat is stealing,
But it is not too true.

The needle gramophone fastened
She spent his song years.
How did she manage to go?
After all, the warranty was forever.

Time to ragged,
The clock pretended my own.
They have long refused the arrows for a long time
So what only do not macay tea.

And my last cup is broken,
Shards hold her in her hands.
Country wonders to you forever forgotten,
Country of miracles also crashed in dust.

And I became the quote from the quartet,
Since one of you is waiting for the year.
Apparently my song is sent for you.
Farewell, Alice, I lost the war ...

Alice, come back to me or not?
Waiting for I will not be more.
I was waiting for too many years
And how I miss you for you.

(C) Hatter Ilya
Arrangement, V. Borodin