Юрий Наумов - Дорога назад
текст песни

Hey, well, vorozhek,
Please, Pani,
Taxes, Gadai-ka, Tili-Tili-Test,
Who sometimes goes to us in dark?
Who drives us in the neck
Who tore off us?
Listen, man, where is your bride?
I heard the news
What sat on steam
And sailed away
One of the four sides,
And I myself saw a tear rolled off the sky
On the road,
What is called dear back ...
Maybe it is necessary, since the mind is a ward
Number six, and well, okay, if
Bunard the stretched rope
There are cutlets with lard still not in the vein
The life of an awl, the word "shish" wrote
Through "and", without setting points above
This abyss
In rye, I was buried, I was lying
And I did not hear in crying how in the sky
Thunderstorm rumbles
But I remembered: there is a road back
I remembered: there is a road back
The road back ...
The first time was not accepted into the game
Think! The case is a trifle
And although I am from the first day
Could scream in full chest
I still can't
From the first night to admit love
Why is this so?
Remember, then we are not a dream or a spirit,
A call over our ear
Thundered, driving us into a herd,
Like calves
Remember, then we, at the graduation
Gathered with spirit
In order to spit in the souls
The teachers trampling us
Only me
Was too big to hit
And yet too little
To say
Maybe because
What did I remember the road back?
I remember:
I then wrote in the diary
About how I parted with you
To win the battle,
You asked no less than a moment
Well, I agreed
Nothing more than love
And please do not blame ...
If generation
Load on the knees -
Not washing, so criminal
Those whom fate has not survived
There are dumb parties
Or exactly three
To the call of some guru
Sell a fool
Souls and bodies ...
Drunk in the trash
He was so similar to a plebeian -
Another lumpen-patricium,
Closing eyes
But at least kill
He had to remember the road back
So sing and drink
In memory of this road back
About the road back ...
The blade was caused, but lucky
Trying not to disassemble
Our young wounds
And we are glad that everything is ahead
The peaks rushed ahead in the peak,
Completely forgetting that we have
Akhillesov Pie in the chest
And the blood on the walls has not yet been bleached,
And the holes in the veins did not flash
It was a great white bluff
The blade buoy:
Do you want the world from the inside?
Give me a parking lot in a cubital hole
Lesbians
Vienna and needle
And in the loop
Hanging
You did not understand to the end
Is all this reality or Craise?
You were the first to remember the way back
Why is she dick for you, this road back?
The road back ...
I remember: then I wrote poetry
The fact that it should not be
But on one
Turning over the elements
There were one hundred thousand others
That fell to the bottom
Is it all the same?
God's cow,
Fly away at it
There are cutlets here
Only that
Who is in the cage
If the wings are held, but they carry
They will recruit you to the herbarium -
Do not agree:
You have children
Fly away,
Perhaps they will not report.
Fly away forever
And I will pray for you, and then
I heard that a beer hall was open here somewhere nearby
And I will go there so as not to remember the way back
And I will go there to forget once and forever,
What is the road back
You think I will believe you
After so many years of lies?
All my life
On this road back
All my life...
Every day watch how they cut it in the living -
It's strange, like on a raincoat
Whatever the year, on these squares
I will probably never be the same
Having glued the wounds, the sky, you forgive me,
I - to you, they will not spare
Never...
And they shout to me:
"Come back
After all, those who do not mind and with us - truly for! "
But I remember: no road back
I remember: there will be no one forever
That I was dear back
Dear back