Телевизор - Вера
текст песни

Quietly, away from glorious everyday life,
Almost in a dream, almost without torment,
Holding his gaze on the old icon,
Detainting his exhalation for a moment,

You died, and the greatness of death
My laughter will not stop.
You were perhaps
The most shameful of all
My women, similar to my mother,
Women like a network,
Women similar to glory
Women similar to death.
Vera, you died ...

Goodbye, a slave of dull childhood.
Do you want me to take you a corner
In memory somewhere between
First love and school friend?
I will give you marble white -
Oblivion on the mortal bed,
To in the cemetery of eternal truths
It has become one grave more.

You died, and the greatness of death
My laughter will not stop.
You were perhaps
The most shameful of all
My women, similar to my mother,
Women like a network,
Women similar to glory
Women similar to death.
Vera, you died
Quietly, away from everyday life ...