ДДТ - Предчувствие гражданской войны
текст песни

When you stand
At the hungry wall,
When instead of the Sun.
Sparkle loop
When you see
In the eyes of his night,
When your hands
Ready to trouble
When birds are cut
In early spring,
When above the soul
Boils thunderstorm
When about betrayal
Frame lies,
When love
Scatter brakes.

And those who believed
Gone far away
And the movement of them
Not visible.
And in the gathering early
Papered Dryan.
Cuts you on your chest
Premonition of the Civil War.

When clouds
Below the knees
When on the teeth
Pieces of language
When nationality
Votes for blood,
When loneliness
Burns out to the tla,
When the word "faith"
Looks like a knife,
When the book is melted
Yes bell
When suicide
Honestly
When instead of rhythm
Nervous trembling.

And in the shining temple
Saints Licks
Tell you
That the church is not you.
What are you singing,
When you have
Instead of death -
Silent dreams.
Premonition of the Civil War.

When Black Veter
Rifting sails,
Light in spotlights
Slap pain in the face.
Revolution without victims -
A insignificant lie.
Hearing, bleaching hearts
For those who are doing.
When sprinkling nature
And boiling trash
Heaves heaven,
Flying down.
Ahtopia
On a rusty horse
Hobs graves
Tired waiting.
When the word music is ...
When the word music is ...

Premonition!