Шкловский - Могуч
текст песни

I often see at night
As if I'm coming from home
To the store "Vegetables",
He has not yet been blown up.
And then the office of Megafon,
It has not yet a mortar nest,
Because of him, then half a house smashed.

Often dreams, as if I were walking to the arena,
Everything is sparkling, there are no anti -tank hedgehogs yet,
Summer rain, clean windows ...
Not a single house looks like its own ruins.

The wind is a powerful wind
You are chasing flocks
From rocket steel.
The wind is a powerful wind
You are chasing flocks
From rocket steel.

If you do not listen to explosions and shots in the night,
You can mentally imprison sushi in the Kremlin
From eel, ginger. We ate a hundred times.
And then until November everyone was shot there.

Who is to blame, who did not save?
Maybe the weather?
General Moroz this time
The first to give Dero from the front,
These betrayed, they ran after those,
We had lunch for a long time, they were not ready at all.

Tell me, uncle,
After all, not without reason
Moscow, fucked up by the first blow,
Given to such guys,
With such a moral apparatus,
Where are there any Yemeni pirates.

After all, the pirates, our pirates-
All shkolota, barbitrators faded.
Speaking, it seems, the same, the same persons,
And where they themselves climbed from:
With Kazan, with Ryazan, with crops, images ...

The wind is a powerful wind
You are chasing flocks
From rocket steel.
The wind is a powerful wind
You are chasing flocks
From rocket steel.

If Murmansk had not betrayed so treacherous,
If Kursk had not hit the Western Front,
If Rostov had not run in Siberia, Siberia,
In the end, we, perhaps, would even somehow win.

And now we settled
On the basements, in the porches,
On crevices, on the brushes,
On bullet holes.
Clogged like nails,
We are sitting, not believing ourselves
Waiting for the dashing guests
Shooting in unlocked doors.