Текст песни Злищев А. - Вектор

Someday and the lamp will progrit
And the time will change the vector again.
My sober mind is a crazy architect,
He often sleeps. Very weakened.
You looked at night. Everything is familiar:
And lunar malachite, and your push-up
And acid Abrau Durso.
I can't talk beautifully.
You know it, it's easily.
We have nothing to share
And in general, in fact, no in mom.
Flights and in a dream, and in reality
Above Petersburg past black river
I see a fortress, White Neva.
On Troitsk, funny little men ...
All is not about, and as always. And by the way,
You are also far from ideal.
And I wrote to you, Maral Notebook,
Speeded, and again started.
Serve my hand, and forgive me,
For this rye weeping, stupid.
Every time I meet the resentment -
Why did you meet me on the way?
Someday and the lamp will progrit
And the time will change the vector again.
My sober mind is a crazy architect,
But it will not repeat you again.