Laskovyi Mai - Shalnoi veter
Tekst :
Snova v more porhala belo-golubaya volna,
I ostyvshii pesok uje ne nujen, net, nikomu.
Chto j tak bystro ty proletelo, leto, kak nikogda ?
S morya veter holodnyi bet, chto ostaetsya emu ?
Na ego meste
On nedavno takim byl teplym, bereg nash sogreval,
Napolnyal parusa na yahte, podrujilsya s volnoi,
I neslyshno stuchalsya v stekla, v dveri v nashih domah.
Chto je mog on podelat, esli stal takoi ledyanoi ?
Holodnyi veter
Shalnoi.
Te, kogo on laskal nedavno, izbegaut ego.
Ubegaut ot vetra ludi, i iz trub chernyi dym.
Mojet vetra poryv vnezapnyi s nog svalit hot kogo.
Kto j sovetoval vetru byt takim holodnym i zlym ?
Holodnyi veter
Shalnoi.
Tolko vot je ne ponimaet veter, chto stal takim,
I staraetsya on, kak prejde, vse silnei i silnei.
Veter dumaet, chto laskaet on dyhanem svoim.
Neizvestno na chto nadeyas, shtorm neset dlya ludei
Holodnyi veter
Shalnoi.
Inne utwory
Na belom pokryvale yanvarya Pismo Beliye Rozi Sestra Telefon Sluchainoe schaste Lublu Nas pokidaet osen Zabud Vse naprasno Vot i konchaetsya leto Pticy Konchilos leto Plennik Losowe utwory
Chcę, wiedzieć gdzie teraz jesteś,
Gdzie Cię żucił los.
Czy, czy kiedyś choć raz jeszcze
ujrzę Twoją twarz.
Czy, czy kiedyś choć przez chwilę
Myślisz o mnie, tak.
Jak, jak słowa tak gorące
Kiedyś padły z ust.
Tak, jak niebo...
1,2,3,4
Oh my God!
I met a girl named Kukuxumushu
Oh my God!
She walked on my heart
And she did it wearing two shoes
Oh my God!
She tossed me in a bag before she threw me away
She ran around telling all my friends I was gay.
Oh my God!
Oh my God!
I m not the revolution
I m...
Past love died, as she cried, I saw beauty
Girls wished for boys and scared them away
As I saw beauty
Alright, alright
My feet keep on taking me back, back, back to those places
Alright, alright
My knees keep on shaking from...
I m a stranger here
You have no heart of stone
I m feeling so alone
I know what hell is
Reach out - I ll be there
Long as the rose is red
Oh do not make me sad - in the mystic light
Don t lose my number, hey
I ll bet we hope again
Oh, baby...
Cosa si può
dire di te:
volevi, non volevi, chi lo sa?
Cosa si può
dire di me:
volevo ma aspettavo e...
quando l età si svegliò
e bastava chiudere gli occhi,
fermai la mia mano.
Per essere uomo, io
volevo averti
nella stagione dei fiori aperti;
la prima notte...