Текст песни Вадим Бочкарёв - Загробный мир

In the dark kingdom, boring and sad
Pushkin I met by chance.
Alexander Sergeevich,
Show me the afterlife.

Hello Pushkin, I know you by portrait.
Well, how do you live, Sasha, how are you?
Chastushki compose, couplets.
What did you trade your talent?

And he to me:

Boring we live here to her.
Here was the father and son Dumas.
And already whipped a little
Gogol survives from the mind.

And the folk here is some kind of frozen.
From the epoch of timeless times.
Nobleman former, Fedor Dostoevsky,
Humiliated scary, deadly insult.

Here are smashed tears day and night poor guinea.
Here Yesenin oveucted forever.
Here we recently met Einstein.
Relatively calm person.

The deceased Gorky told me somehow:
It will be ... I will lose weight, you believe!
I say, I will go from here again to people.
He is lying, well, where he is now.

I already changed the cylinder on the hat,
Bored here, my dear things.
Well, that died at least Shalyapin.
Sings the romance to my poems.