Флюгер - Трепет
текст песни

The shutters are held on the glass
And the road causes awe
The cue ball is held on the loop
Holds me and tolerates

Hurry up, or else sadness and foolishness
Looks for a way out and wants an answer
I've become dull, but the path has already begun
Through the thorns of crooked branches

With one foot hanging over the abyss
I would fly, but where with this timidity
I have no choice, I'm dragging out the short one
Cover me with a cardboard box

And on my hand there is not a ring, not a titmouse
No watches or calendars
I am for the absence of any boundaries
But I seem to have a sense of humor

Here is a full berth of loneliness
You can take whatever you want, forgive me
I would only promise all my life
She took everything she could carry away

I am a dreamer on the way to peace
May you be lucky to tempt the lyre
All the insult in your ears
Your bullet in the chest virus

The whales left at night
What the river brings us, salt
So I will also go away
Without disturbing someone else's sleep

The shutters are held on the glass
And the road causes awe
The cue ball is held on the loop
Holds me and endures

The shutters are held on the glass
And the road causes awe
The cue ball is held on the loop
Holds me and endures

And in the sky a starry ladle
In my St. Petersburg smoothness and silence
Everyone leaves and you will leave
Like a mouse

And in the yard a snowball
Even confetti shots
Everyone leaves and you will leave
Like smoke

The shutters are held on the glass
And the road causes awe
The cue ball is held on the loop
Holds me and endures

The shutters are held on the glass
And the road causes awe
The cue ball is held on the loop
Holds me and endures