Текст песни Диана Коденко - Площадь

& quot; From rot words
If I'm right.
Or century rot
Or am I - I'm not ... & quot; O. Ladyzhenskii
All is useless and everything for nothing.
The inhabitants of the wasteland
We are with you...
Go through the area. And there
It will be cold, shaky, anxious.
The belief that it is already impossible,
Following on the heels of us will go.
After us - the last of the wine,
After us - the future of the wines,
Around that for us imperceptibly,
But for others - is not yet fully.
But one another painfully loving,
Suddenly we zapnemsya - stark and strange -
From the mad ancient fear,
What other is stronger than you.
And the swing below us the land,
And will the great race
From birth to murmur gong
Zero - zero to another.
Pomereschatsya old dreams
Where gulls circling over the precipice.
We're hopeless strangers
Dobredem to the other side.
A dog scenting trouble,
Turn away in an obscure resentment -
If only not to see, not to see,
As for the area people go!
... All of worthlessness and all for nothing.
Unholy Monastery
We are with you.
We burned their houses.
We are the eyes and hearts of winter
Vystudit.
Sweeps, circling the spindle -
Whether more is not given,
Whether one area at all,
Whether conscience stares from the bottom ...