Василий К. - Синий плащ
текст песни

Four in the morning, end of December
Are you better now? I write to find out
Cold New York, but I like to live here
On Clinton Street, music warms all evening

I heard you build your little house
Somewhere in the desert
Look in your diary, a couple of lines
About the meaning of life

And about Jane that she came home at dawn
And a curl of hair that you gave her
On the night when the step was to be taken
Oh, are you capable of a step?

The last time you saw us, you looked older
The well -known youth cloak was torn on the shoulder
There, at the station, every train meeting
But without Lily Marlene, returning home

It was just you to disrupt this leaflet
Above your head
It was simple and she would go back
Nobody wife

Here again I see you there with a rose in my teeth
Thief, gypsy ... and fear is unknown
Here's one more: Jane woke up and walk
Hello you

So what can I tell you, my brother, killer
What have you heard yet
Only what I miss, and what I forgive
Here is my path - I'm glad that you stood here

If you want to go in, there is Jane here
There is me here
Well, when your enemy is sleeping
She is all yours

Yes, and I am grateful to you for the longing that you took
From her eyes
I thought she was there forever, and did not try it myself
Never

Yes, and Jane came home at dawn
And a curl of hair that you gave her
On the night when the step was to be taken