Текст песни Зимовье зверей - Дорогие помпеяне

Again burn your library
Interrupted Lent Earth.
Again they smoke oil river
And moan strawberry field.

I straightened the crumpled calendar
Stuck to his boots conquistador ...
March is inevitable Germinal,
But before September wait Thermidor.

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Map of the world until
Not very much has changed,
Changed slightly,
And the possibility of error.

The axis of the earth until
Not deviated much
Only a quarter of an inch -
And thank you for this.

Peace depends on the century
If martyr in the frame.
And while the tsunami
Only on TV.

From his melodramas
Neither loss nor profit.
A Flood - somewhere
And ever after.

And if you happen to suddenly see the radiance
Over the roofs of Pompeii or right over you,
Sleep in peace, dear pompeyane -
As they say, all is quiet in Pompeii.

Crusaders More
Did not come from the campaign.
Their miscalculations do not count -
Weather prevented.

But we promised
All the benefits of Atlantis:
And a happy ending,
And detailed captions.

And if you are concerned about the trembling under the shade,
And if not mellifluous sounds of cannon fire,
Doeshte pineapples and grouse dozhuyte -
Everything under control of anything to regret not necessary.

Sit and wait -
From start to decline.
All the while that way,
Everything so far sloping.

Barcodes on the wall,
Not often show through.
And yet not
Overflowing bowl.

And if your action will be the last straw,
Which will destroy the swelling flask
Ministry of Health warns: do not throw stones,
Drink the Sea, a snack - and bunks.

Let the bunnies in the kitchen dozhirayut alms
Let the dogs in your bedrooms perelizyvayut wounds -
Sleep in peace, dear pompeyane!
Sleep well, not you chime!

2005