Текст песни Дима Корень - Рошаль

And time is not a pity, and the strength is not sorry,
And often sadness comes in at night
And tea has cooled down for a long time
Not touched the bed, seconds
Break the night at before and after
And someone's daughter with a toy near
The carriage flies to the red light
Someone put the dawn.

Removing the veil from the face with his hand
Roshal conjures over the barely living body of the child.

Soft hands of silent anesthesia
Rose is immersed in color dreams
The usual prose of years
Long, long years. Light.
Blue -glove writer and mask
Composes new fairy tales
Draws beautiful rhymes
Dis cut new reefs
Concrete Scythians are silent
Store centenary myths
Gone by tunnel into the light
There is no more beautiful way out.
But the master changes the finale
Covering the tunnel door.
The master changes the finale
He gave his heart again!
The usual prose of years
Long, long years.

Removing the veil from the face with his hand
Roshal conjures over the barely living body of the child.