Дездемон Сидоров - Шинель
текст песни

On the Internet, it's all war and who's stronger,
And I'm dragging myself along and the wind is hitting me in the face
And there's no country more beautiful and dearer
That gives us a soldier's greatcoat since childhood

Today you'll die, tomorrow they'll say - you were a poet
He lived so that even the devils crossed themselves with their heels
He's listed as the main anarchist in a punk card
And what's left - the ashes of songs, a handful of coins

The more medals a general puts on,
The more bullets in a soldier's chest
The clouds will still float like torn cotton wool
Above those who were there and those who weren't there

I draw birds on frozen glass
I shake my bones in a dead electric train
Ah, late autumn, she's my sister,
A hangover's spleen - a control syringe

I was returning from myself to myself,
Provincial, a fool with a guitar
We were beautiful with loneliness pair,
In my long-haired and crazy head

That's it, even if you whine like a dog, even if you howl like a wolf,
Wake up and sing, admiring the end of the world
Victory has calmed down on the ligaments in the bed,
Take your coat, let's go home.