Текст песни Гуша Катушкин и Мария Чайковская - Последний день в Крыму

we looked into the distance
and did not understand what was happening
where we are and where
Friday eh Wednesday whether
but it was the last day in the Crimea
nobody thought guessing
no one

that nowhere spinning arrows hours
and on the doors of the invisible bolt rasped
and cloud-frigates anchor in the sand
Crystal threw

and it would seem
no misgivings anyone
neither signs nor will
forgetting about everything
We lived his last day in the Crimea
and missed the moment
when

suddenly nowhere swung cup weights
and on the door creaked invisible bolt
and cloud-frigates anchor in the sand
Crystal threw
The waiter brought us September already and expense
I wanted to be with you a little bit more
and rinsed surf rustling his cloak
my broken sandals

music, lyrics, guitar, vocals: Goucha Katushkin
piano, rhodes, vocals - Maria Tchaikovsky
recording, mixing, mastering - Sergey & quot; Flanger & quot; Kondratyev
recorded in the studio & quot; MART & quot;