Текст песни Игорь Слуцкий - Матросская тишина

The sky is blue without boundary,
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Mid-never in no way to know,
That faceted glasses
Before devils and cockroaches
That without holidays and vacation plow ...

Today - the king, and tomorrow scaffold,
That last shirt,
That trёhpudovye door locks,
Soul wide open, without a backward glance,
That harmonica rvёm squatting,
That zvereya from grief and longing!

If the silence - the Sailor,
If the star - and the Kremlin's,
If you do not take off, then - I sat,
If the sentence - the shooting

Then just like a ruble,
That evil as Judas,
Snow yesterday always looking for the afternoon with fire,
That kiss with love,
That morduemsya to the blood ..
So you can not - and, nakos-vykusi - live!