Елена Благинина - Форточка
текст песни

I opened the window for a minute

And how the enchanted I stand ...

Just in the captain's cabin,

The wind is torn into my room.



Pauls, curtains fluttered

And they pouted like sails.

I see the ocean spaces,

Bright, alien heaven.



I know, I know - outside the window is not summer,

A cold there grows stronger under the moon.

Why squares parquet,

With trembling, you swayed under me?



And the water, roaring it, raged ...

And not in a dream, but in reality

I'm standing on a shuttle at the helm,

And the shores of an unknown swim.



Here is the siren carefully and low

She carried her voice in height.

Where will we be tomorrow?

In San Francisco?

Or in another port in another port?



Or we will float without respite

In this azure this depth? ..



... I woke up. Legs - like ice

Hands too. The head is in the fire.



I slammed the window. And it became

All in place. I climbed into the bed

He buried in a blanket in a blanket

And quietly began to sail.



The sound has spread important and lingering -

This is midnight behind the wall hits.

Our entire house is a multi -storey ship

The ocean of silence is floating ...