Текст песни 1996 Чубчик - Б.Гребенщиков - Шинкаревский романс

On the February snow the crust is not broken
The lights went out over the canals
Well today is so fierce and cold
Take out, brother, a land mine from your pocket
I don't believe in cool fat
We do not shine hugs and caresses
Locked closed doors
Our wives fell asleep without us

Open the mine, broken key,
The age of fat is nowhere to be seen
So fatten up, brother, fatten up
Tomorrow there will only be legs sticking out
A prickly whirlwind under the quilted jacket will hit
The song will die out, the wine will freeze
What about us, my brother, will become
Maybe tomorrow they'll be trampled into shit

Do not demolish your head, brother
The daughter will cry, the mother will cry
We will have an equal share with my brother
We do not go to bed today
Well, come on in the end
We stand to death and stand
And come on, dear, supplement
Tomorrow there will only be legs sticking out