Nedosmotrenny sleep
I - Lisitsin I - pilot,
I selected the wings,
Never sit with grief kipyatochek
In den cold empty apartment
A flock of flying turtles,
Crosses on the body of the sky
Embroiders bitch - win
But I never go
At the edge of the unconscious ,
Hour with no time
In the dark yard ,
Boarded-up house,
Nedosmotrenny sleep!
Today, everything is calm,
But once there was a massacre -
Mincer rolled on rails
And cut all who frisky
Time whistle to whistle ,
Touches hands quietly ,
Again, some Julia
Spends some Lyonka
At the edge of the unconscious ,
Hour with no time
In the dark yard ,
Boarded-up house,
Nedosmotrenny sleep!
And in greenhouses progress
Blossom rocket summer
Monolith of lead and iron
Rush to distant planets
But all will also tired
Freeze the traveler to stop,
Indifferent yawn stations,
A rustle in the corners of funerals -
Here edge without memory ,
Hour with no time
In the dark yard ,
Boarded-up house,
Nedosmotrenny sleep!
We selected the jungle
We have selected a danger
Communal apartments , coupons for vodka
And even perestroika and glasnost
Here are the stars of the Big Dipper
All that will come true - we do not note
And it remains one romance :
Falling down, down , down ...