Текст песни ДДТ - Твоя земля в неоновом рассвете

Where are we going?
And how long ago?
Who sent us?
Who will answer for everything?
We first stone
In the first window,
civilizations
Cold wind.

Are spilled,
And the reasons are not clear,
But in this rush,
Life is full of motion.
They play in a jazz bar
Severe men,
In Fougères "Beaujolais"
Rotating moon.

Chorus:
     The night sparkled in your black eyes,
     Night burnt fingers painted lips,
     Your lovely secrets crumbled into dust,
     And the world outside the window so bad and rude ...

Asleep on the table
Drunken Ship Rimbaud,
Marxist-Paris
In delirium.
you Cleopatra
In Tsvetaeva frill,
I Pierre Pierre
The three thousand year.

World - pilgrim
Moves night Cocteau.
Where are we going?
And we meet tomorrow?
Life is short,
Sings aeroavto,
your land
The neon dawn,
your land
The neon dawn,
your land
The neon dawn.

Chorus:
     The night sparkled in your black eyes,
     Night burnt fingers painted lips,
     Your lovely secrets crumbled into dust,
     And the world outside the window so bad and rude ...

     The night sparkled in your black eyes,
     Night burnt fingers painted lips,
     Your lovely secrets crumbled into dust,
     And the world outside the window so bad and rude ...