Текст песни Он Юн - Объявления

Garlands of paper vomit, extravaganza on lamp posts
What a great pity the trees died for this
I look at the name "Alice" on red - black grotesque numbers, words
I wonder if she screams "We are together!" When she leads her lips

A weary swarthy worker from the heart of Central Asia
I try to imagine it all, but I don't have enough imagination
I looked - what are their names to me? Who is there hidden in the communal dungeons
Among the boxes of condom with eternal patches on their knees?

Dear Alisa, Aigul, Zulfiya, I could probably save you,
If I was a superman taxi driver instead of working nine to six
Feed you lunch, take you to the spa, pour a hot tub
Would let go like birds of paradise to your distant dusty lands

Carefully, tangled in paws, progress is marching around the world
With the plexiglass light of the screens, it will entangle us at last
But I can smell paste in the air and I am overcome with doubts
After the explosion of the atomic bomb, only cockroaches will remain
and on the advertisement pillars

Read announcements aloud, write useful data on the subcortex.
Let's buy expensive hair. A permanent cleaner is required
Basis. Go to stores, ask about the cost of goods.
And so on until death, while the orderlies

Will not be carried to the ambulance screeching wildly
And over the grave, numerous relatives will talk about eternal rest,
Which you finally achieved, which was so lacking
And then your grandchildren, what you have not finished, will start over:

Read aloud the announcement: rent a house in the city center.
Let's buy expensive hair. I don't know why this is happening.
But all these scraps of consciousness on colored pieces of paper and sheets of notebooks
These are the same ads that your great-grandfather read.