Oxxxymiron - Накануне
текст песни

It is imperceptible to correct her blanket, for this self betraying anathema.
She left the foam, lean the shoulder imprint leaving on the tile.
And Khan you, you finished, old fool, that's all the epitaph.
Darkness falls on the city, Pspana falls asleep, mafia wakes up.

There, under us I am aspired, anthill
Makes fall as Rottweiler and teaches to survive
In parallel to how at this time those
Who is upstairs, teach solve equations.

And while the city is vertically imprisoned,
She grabs mechanically in bed,
Not even waking up, my * flax,
And I smile her and understand that fatally lost.

And sorry, do not keep us a moment,
The remaining night before the final fall,
After all, tomorrow will turn everything
Tomorrow a couple of people will not return home -

After all, there are stops close nests
For those who holy believes in the place under the sun.
For those who could not look at the stars,
Those who will go to the passage of the abyss himself.

Without two hours, and soon the action will begin!
The despot on the grief of the target was in vain,
It was necessary to flee.

Eh, night hold out,
As the song goes around, and day to sleep.

I could imagine a couple of days ago, without scientific
The except bed together a joint acquaintance,
Now with my girl P * the city will turn, bry!

Chorus:
Above the head of the sky lights,
Like neon slogans,
Through the window like panels are visible,
LEDs are equipped worlds.

Flower! Wires the wheel in heaven.
Tomorrow - angry and cheerful sunrise -
You will read about everything in the news,
For now:

Above the head of the sky lights,
Like neon slogans,
Through the window like panels are visible,
LEDs are equipped worlds.

Lucky! The garrison will be broken and taken!
Rubikon stepped, expired -
You will read about everything in the news.

The city sleeps on the mountain.
Here it is a copy of Gotham with Compton.
The windows can be seen in the darkness.
Thieves and cops, the road over the abyss.

Gorky smoke on water, moloch works. Metropolo vaults.
Dark Citadel - whether the resort, or antiutopia.
Guru headquarters, where dark! Where dust, where dusty, where darkness.
So here is headed - either in the throne, or a pit with shit,
Either the prince or slave.

And for slaves does not sing golden sunrise,
Does not call a silver sunset,
From afar not for them hollows the horizon
And there will be an unthinkable treasure -

This is only for the Lord!
If you did not see what I, you, apparently blind.
Go to the light, let the invisible dog
Will attack you an unresponsive trail.

Cyclone comes, very soon
Shower and snow fell on the city;
Death and death - I did not understand what it was about
But all this has just seen in a dream.

And the words where we are not, and sleep dictates to the notebook.
Time wasted do not waste, pledge to write,
While time will not be reversed,
While the burden does not blow like a strand -
Time "Pulitzer *" take!

I get up and, stolen, on the chair to sculpt the fear of
I write thick, from all the Duri, only to have time for the morning;
After all, I can get under the bullet.
Three sheets, half an hour ... -

I hear the inner voice -
No, no conscience, and my inner voice,
Who remembers how Yun was and young
Before melting in the fluff of grinding!

From premiums, mountain, clubs, billboards, magazines,
Where did one of the title
I am writing a momentary malice again.
Light. She is sleeping. I am a word in a word.

Chorus:
Above the head of the sky lights,
Like neon slogans,
Through the window like panels are visible,
LEDs are equipped worlds.

Flower! Wires the wheel in heaven.
Tomorrow - angry and cheerful sunrise -
You will read about everything in the news,
For now:

Above the head of the sky lights,
Like neon slogans,
Through the window like panels are visible,
LEDs are equipped worlds.

Lucky! The garrison will be broken and taken!
Rubikon stepped, expired -
You will read about everything in the news.