Текст песни Алексей Курбатов - Ленинградский Апокалипсис

Night winds! Blacks black
Above the snowy coffin of Leningrad!
You are a test; in you - reward;
And Zorta Order Store
That night when steps stubborn
I merged in the darkness of the ice route
With the gloomy step of the Russian race,
To the eye chalked into armor.

2.

From the hills of Moscow, with the fields of Saratov,
Where the waves will be engaged in rye,
From taiga subsoil where age-old
Born cedar coniferous hums,
For the sophisticated
The law fucked us together
And through drifts, crades, ice floes
Stretched the chain.

3.

Front's breath here
We caught in the features of nature:
We are engineers, accounts,
Lawyers, urchi, forester,
Collective farmers, doctors, workers -
We, evil dogs of People's Psarni,
Curish boys, guys,
With a two-housing temper of old men.

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Sleeps of supergiant bevels
It seemed the forest plains Petrovish,
Where the bones of the stumps six-meter
Sticking to the sky like a stubble
And murmured to us
Proshable remote smoke
Those battles that rus raised end
And roaste into the ocean of fire.

five

In us crected the uterine ropot of hunger.
For this month how many times we
Overcome tried spasms,
Emptying brain!
But hunger down, tormented our heads,
And everyone saw: Will, faith,
Reason - in these silent paws
Supplement than delicate wax.

6.

He clouded us vision,
Delayed the whole soul of jelly;
He is only for food, only for weekdays
Hurry up to send the work of the mind ...
His enthusiasm, insight,
Longing, hiring, explosions of malice
Creates this spirit blank
Shamed as death itself.

7.

How terrible thanks to these tentacles
First sliding in the stomach,
Then - in consciousness, in the interval
Between two ideas, two phrases, two words!
From the web sticky pushed
And the Spirit is blind, the mind is
And muddy slow insanity
Life turns into fish and in fishing.

8

Sorry, sat down, hindle. Lord
Went another piece of topics
Who after the millet porridge
Scraper on the bottom of the knife;
Who, getting into a warm hospital,
Sisters, surgeons pray stupidly:
"Comrade Doctor, soup ... soup!" -
Oh yes, truly acknowledged

9

The fate of the one who inherited the world
In his moments fatal,
Who called on all-storey
As a interlocutor on the feast -
And who only talked with the cook
Thai, in a hiking kitchen company,
Sula to him for all generous
Tobacco - your best souvenir.

ten

So started march. Over Ladoga
Twilight thickened. On South
Rockets of German Evil Arc
Sometimes rushing ... but the wind crepe:
He is supernatural Rainbow
Pour tried with a dense darkness,
Before hostile zodiac
Tensioning black crepe.

eleven

And that's right in distance
Fountains of light, then purple,
Then eco-yellow, then the crimson,
Then poisonous blue
Suddenly broke out for a moment
Like reflections on black towers
From flame in invisible mountain
Over Wild Our Fate.

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And here, under the snow kiracy,
Water hid from our eyes
Bombed steamers,
Shifted trains
Dust aircraft that over the track
We tried to defense,
Now - to Tiny Lon
Pressed the breast forever.

thirteen

Go-go! Perhaps by midnight
And we are also silent with a lot,
Like these birds, fuselage
To the eye tearing in il,
And lake tight waves
Above us will guarantee the rank
So that the darkness is underwater
We were eternal mausoleum.

14

We knew everything: around "Grad Lenin"
Blockade loop spread.
As wounded in the throat,
It can only breathe through the tube -
Through the path of the Ladoga ... in a tommer
He grabbed the air narrow entrance
And chasing thirsty plants
Your every convulsive breath.

15

We knew everything: that hecatombami
He pays for his breath;
That in the speech of Russian no title
Madness of combat winter;
That Hermitage rings under bombs;
In the houses of frost; Ice power winding pipes;
Waves - one hundred grams. On Nevsky Cover ...
We knew about the cannibal.

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