Текст песни Александр Башлачев - Некому березу заломати

Remove the copper pipes!
Pull the strings of steel!
And then you will break your teeth
On the breadth of our gloomy.

Sparks of your sincere songs
They fly to us like ashes on mold.
You are all between a spoon and a lie,
And we are all between a wolf and a louse.

Time on another parallel,
Through the cracks it tears through the cracks.
Through the cracks break through the cracks
Blue chain snowstorms.

You to us then yes, shy, trawl,
We give the answer: "Tili-tili."
You forged for us,
And we paid a great price.

You took the shavings off the tree.
We took root over the new.
You threw a copper dumpling
Yes past our thorns.

And you did not dream about our troubles.
Our thoughts you do not hiccup.
You probably would have choked.
We - nothing, licked.

Only sorrow-melancholy clouds
Above the gray forest country.
Cities bloom with bruises
Yes, the village - a rash pungent.

All around - off-road trenches.
What, are we rushing to the river, brothers?
Stopud stone on the neck.
It's too early, guys, to swim!

The holy water is good,
Yes, a deep pool is hidden -
Do not get drunk with us, do not wash,
Do not rub the knuckle on the eyelashes.

Here's a way back to you
And loop into your own dugout.
But the christening there or the wake -
All one there is a booze-party.

If someone who is not a stranger wanders -
The living creatures of the poor will be frightened,
Our rare power of the heart
Yes duris our evil-reserved.

We will roll out a cabbage cabbage.
We bake a cheesecake without dough.
What, outside - is still empty?
And inside is still cramped ...

Here's your honey bra -
Yagodka is a villain-poison.
There you are, buddy, and Prague.
There you are, my friend, and Warsaw.

So let's laugh with a cold,
And what to laugh about - it does not matter.
If the morning is very boring,
And in the evenings very scary.

In the whole room, I'm huddled in a chair.
All the world - on the plank bed.
Sleep, my child, Lyuli-Lyuli!
There is no birch bark