Гребенщик - На расстоянии
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At arm's length
But further than kilometers
You have made poetry out of me
And locked in the chest
Show what remains in your hands
Order me to sleep on knives

Now you got to my dreams
You walk on them and are furious
Touch me and these dogs
The flock will conquer, be wrapped in
We run along the roads of gray days
Prove that this is not

At a distance of dropped eyelashes
At the level of molecules
Do not stop, do not explain
I open the cage
We fly in drawn clouds
Wake up in my hands