Текст песни ДДТ - Москва, садовое кольцо

Night chimes fighting Snape,
Something brother they never occurred,
Whose wander glasses yes neck,
Who sticks out at the mausoleum,
Whose barely smoldering smokes
Cigarettes flame.

This is me mist froze
Decomposes in Moscow
Spirit pale and dull
Angry kontuzhennayu force
Annoying hateful
The non-partisan head

And on the street Arbat
On a silver rope
Prostitutes were taken to be shot
And from the darkness of the car
The rubber back
They promised all-Russian lawlessness.

I wander foggy night
Along the avenue in the yards
I personally see the night
Who rotting and torn to shreds
Who breaks a backbone,
Cooling down in the morning

I breathe gas capital
Chechen on the move
I feel the city again
And cross and toilet
Evil Bulgakov's story
How blissful as trouble

And on the street Tverskaya
Oh, in nature, a feast of worldly
There's get-together beau monde twist dance of death
Is there any member of the clitoris
Alternating every rad
It is in the Kremlin was behind Peter, near Moscow for Leningrad.

I watch as the poison
Pours noisy crowd
Greedy thirsty horde
Cockroaches brisk lava
Whether the left, or right
Without a sledgehammer and sickle

I swim tired Noah
I scream rescued boats
I feel like a hero
Heaven stellar swarm
Sperm bank, hemorrhoids
Or rather - an idiot

I do not understand
I'm in the best wilderness
Freezing and burning
I'm dying, raised,
Teetering on the edge
In the eternal quest of the soul

And on the new station
Under the cheerful ceiling
Gastorbaytery suffered, taking them by force
Without winning without pay
As heroes of Socialist Labor
Abduction machines, communal train ...