Никого Нет Дома - июль прошлого лета
текст песни

On each of us the outgoing summer of the war
Trains and stations
She flew to the north pole of the moon
She was gone again

And they continued to tell dreams underground
Do you hear an echo of signal?
The city was dead
Only a flat layer of dust and books
Only people and dates

Dead dates
Concrete dates
serial number
Cheap memory

And I wonder: are you afraid of death at all?
Or will someone pay?

(if someone pays)

nobody
never
He will not believe you
And no one admits this

When the door finally opens to the next world:
Fuck from this light!

In the dead summer
cold summer
last summer cheap memory

And I wonder: are you afraid of death at all?
Or will someone pay?

(if someone pays)

So sing yourself the most terrible song
That there is no time
And there is no memory

such questions
Such answers
You will be a rocket
You will become a rocket

We will fly out in 7th by universal time
spout
kill July last summer
as a means of synchronous support for egregor

Who (never)
for nothing (never)
And nowhere (never)
Doesn't he know about it?

And I'm interested in looking at that world
and watch
In the infinite summer