Текст песни Дима Гусев - Ледоход

painfully opened ice on Obi
Spicy foreheads, climb the ice floes on each other.
like everyone in my head (oh brains I do not fuck!)
So comes from the river station and thinks Dima.

After those days of brutal ice,
in the year of LBs meaninglessly bloody,
Will, there will be a month of black water, water -
Everything is good in hellish flour reversible.

you feel like fresh and smells sweet rot,
burns breasts like pepper plaster.
Autumn, Padla, pushed for a pitchfork,
December shook in white flippers.

there is the night of the real region
The boundary of the border states of the kingdom.
eyes your wet sleeve wipe -
That is not tears, but a pharmacy medicine.

Painstly reveals the ice on Ob.
In the head, everything is cracking and breaking like osk ice floes.
But it is necessary to think about light. For example, about love.
And crunches under the foot of a bottle of glycodine.