Текст песни Адриан и Александр - Back in USSR

Sun hung over the bed, burning tungsten light
Cassette dead deaf radio in his old age ,
In the crypt of the housing shadow roam blindly dumb - deaf
They like our thoughts, our faces from them.

Forgotten the old habits , dusty shoes ,
In a faded piece of paper ksivnike on X-ray and ultrasound ,
Less paint on the wallpaper of faded eyes
Over the head with a cuckoo fight finishes on time .

And as there once fluttered as slipped off the railing ,
What twists danced great vinyl
How deliciously Laban , drowning " plus " -
Back in youth , back in US, back in USSR

Narasstavalis , navstrechalis , naklyalis forever
In death here who did not fall for the mere "yes"
In what Svara nor muscular shoulder barging ,
What is just not dreaming - that would remember what .

But life itself flows from the tap , filling parquet,
Everything below the curtain closer gas bill and light
All circumspect shade blind - deaf - mute ...
They , like , our thoughts, our faces are ...
My story got away from things and reasons -
How many women in the world of old and tired men.