Текст песни Игорь Федоровский - Тётя Катя

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Igor Khokhlov

Aunt Katya -
Titicaca
He’ll take our coat.
House of Culture, fingers freeze
Heating - then.
To rise
On the fourth
Keeping warm on the go
Being somewhere like ...
Sleep? Visions? Delirious?
Bewitched ...
No, wrapped up
Uncle Pasha
Our artistic director.
What is pounding?
Chicken legs
Beat off hands.
Uncle Pasha -
Grandma Hedgehog
I'm one of the imps
Soon we are sleeping
We are a little bit
In the meantime, I’ll fix the hut!
That amateur theater -
Childhood edge and edge of the world,
Whether he was, or the truth
Not a damn thing in me today
Not to find, but I try
Find Titikaku,
Like I left a coat
And not childhood shreds.