Операция Пластилин - Такси
текст песни

Cold morning
Someone has an inspection
Remains of wine, gray winston -
How can you smoke it?

We have to leave, find our sneakers
And go out into the fog of the courtyard
And all our feelings and eternal topics -
Just pairs from the mouth

Summer yards - van lave
Dawn pours through Khrushchevs
I want to turn on our track
But there is no our track
There is no our track
Our track has long been gone

I softened and leaked protest
I'm less and less that and no longer a cake
I'm drunk in a taxi to you
Nobody is waiting for me again

I softened and leaked protest
I'm less and less that, and no longer a cake
I'm drunk in a taxi to you
Nobody is waiting for me again
Nobody is waiting for me again
Nobody is waiting for me again

Nobody is waiting for me again
Nobody is waiting for me again
Nobody is waiting for me again

Cold morning
My little city
And in the heart a hole
Size with
And I'm trying to plug her

And June burns in this firebox
And my dopamine
All those whom I once
I loved very much
And it seems to be necessary to run
And I stand and look

I softened and leaked protest
I'm less and less that and no longer a cake
I'm drunk in a taxi to you
Nobody is waiting for me again

I softened and leaked protest
I'm less and less that, and no longer a cake
I'm drunk in a taxi to you
Nobody is waiting for me again
Nobody is waiting for me again
Nobody is waiting for me again

Nobody is waiting for me again
Nobody is waiting for me again
Nobody is waiting for me again