Текст песни Дэн Дягилев - В рунических книгах ... id14399319

The runic books all as the vrunicheski smoothly
Fleece braids in ariadnovu tangle thread
But in the world we do not really sublunary Matchmaker and uterus
Who needs it as it is and to love

The words of our youth so useless careless
The words of our maturity is the infinitely deaf
But in a world where even the sublunary covenants do not last forever
There is music that sounds do not hear nothing but the fuckers

Dog in the Manger masters of biting the hand
Nursing mothers are asking for bread children
But in the world of sublunary things still persist
Who do not take do not sell not replace nor hell nor firs

My flight to Ceylon and its plane to Sri Lanka
We are all in parallel, we meet at Bombay
And somewhere in Panama Panamanian falling in love with panamku
She gives the moon and everything in the world as well brighter

So hot and in the heart tweeting match
And so good that I want to sing and vomiting
And only Ben Ladan crying in a cold empty train
A Bole nor the moonlight so I want to live

A dozen syllables remains intoxicating poet
And then nothing empty and silent nishtyak
But the sublunary world in general and do not care for it
The whole world lives under the moon before dawn, and so

And so stupidly leaves the rays of dawn
As Lev Nikolayevich with a scythe across the furrows
As can be compared with the trifling poet bedoyu
Short Happiness Morning Prayer of the young stars