Текст песни Дина Журавлёва - Назад

My soul drowned
Under lion bridge
Petersburg January night,
January night.
My eyes crashed
under the lantern.
And you do not see here,
Not exactly here.

and grow empty houses,
Filling a landscape.
Do you hear a gun shot?
back,
back,
back.

And, having spoken with yesterday's world,
I'm flying, leaving.
And on every cannon shot
All above, above.
I am Rosstral Columns
non-living candle
Punish dawn
And hearing a shot.

and grow empty houses,
Filling a landscape.
Do you hear a gun shot?
back,
back,
back.

11/04/09.