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текст песни

A morning track with a morning beat

and I remember St. Petersburg:

turquoise sadness looks down from the ledge
invites me to slide down
but, to be honest, I'm afraid

I'm afraid of astronauts
I'm afraid of being untrue
why does everyone suddenly leave at 27
now it's become clear to me

the bag smells nostalgic
spring is coming
and Sanya the dog has long been in love
with poison

I'll fly to a southern city
where it's warm, but I'll still be cold
where the fir trees grow together
with their roots, they know something

I'll fly to a southern city
where it's warm, but I'll still be cold
where the salt waters
a sanatorium on a wire

psychosomatics is cured by hunger
I don't give up, I'm moving Smoothly
heart valves spread infection
faster. At a quicker pace

on Nevsky, a steady speed
an old woman trudges along with bags
a ghost of the Soviet Union
Sanya has a box of wine in his hand
because it's spring, not summer

I'll fly to a southern city
where it's warm, but I'll still be cold
where the fir trees grow together
with their roots

I'll fly to a southern city
where it's warm, but I'll still be cold
where the salt waters are
a sanatorium on a wire