Птицами - Погиб
текст песни

The light turns off
The wind drives clouds to a slaughterhouse
You are so beautiful, so young
Stand nearby
Do not stand, sing me
I am caught.
Sound bursts through the larynx on exhalation
Hammer, Streychko, anvil
I hear you. Bravo!
Thank you, you can go.

I'm walking around Moscow myself
A passerby quotes Mayakovsky
Stopped, snapped his fingers
And the light turns on.
-What are you saying?
-Who sang to you? Hello Lily.

I say severely - go Vova !!!
He looks so contemptuous
So unhealthy
As if killing the remnants of love in himself
Leave!
And he leaves, he talks about Noktyurne
Pipes and flute fluttered something

Throwing a conscience around the corner of the building on the sidewalk
Brodsky Joseph goes to the meeting
On the snow paving stones
Wacked a towel
I hail him
He looks through the eyes of the baby
And he speaks monotonously
"January 27, 96 Give Hello to Masha"
He takes his hand out of his pocket, waves her
And shaking my soul in a ton
Shouting throughout the street
“Never leave your room
Everything is pointless outside the door "
I corrected the collar of the coat
And it was like that

I correct my scarf
I'm walking on
In a small street out of the corner of the eye
I saw a girl
She was a barefoot and outfit dress
Kept saying that now on the Sevastopol beach
So many frivolous young ladies
That there is not enough sand to count them
Hesitated, fell to her knees
Sobbing
I wrote on the ground
"Requiem" and I will die in Domodedovo
Give the lion hello to Leo.

Staggered back and also fell

Light turns on
The wind subsides
I spit with poems
I get up
Clutching Yesenin’s book in his hands.
Seryozha, tell me, dear friend
Do you remember the autumn nights
And birch rustle of shadows?
And I hear his answer
Love as was not
No.

I sit in a tram.
I buy a ticket
And the conductor
So by chance
He speaks
Already turning around
We will all be there
We will be all there

Night outside the window lights
I feel that I was also dead
In this cloak of the city
I also died.