Текст песни 2552 - Питер. Песни о Санкт-Петербурге

I'll put on the sweater you knitted
And I’ll go to Peter by the Strela train,
And on the parapet I’ll lie still
Like a petrified lion.

Look at people walking slowly
Through the day is not melting - that’s my whole plan.
Like a genie doing everything immediately
The fog will scatter me in the air.

So that they do not expect me somewhere
By no time by any day
I’ll write a note that I’ll come by eight,
But I will not indicate in which year.

And together with the birds of the Gulf of Finland
I'll sit in the cloud I'm in the sky
Flipping through the pages of a hazy sunrise,

Soar over the city, wave to you.

But don't fall below the clouds,
So as not to be distracted from short dreams
About some new carefree style
Everyday life and pro calm.

Half a life on a train, half a life in the air
And everything that is written, everything is full.
To be honest, I need a rest,
But there is no possibility - deeds, deeds ...

But I'll put on the sweater you knitted
And I’ll go to Peter by the Strela train,
And on the parapet I’ll lie still
Like a petrified lion.