Текст песни Анна Ми - Сола Монова - стихи

the clouds went crazy
pour into stable houses
cold rain from obese bodies
and somewhere up there
the heavenly world is a continuous mirage
and live there aerobatics
but our
near the asphalt
the rain shoots from the height
old-fashioned umbrellas
want to save their people
from lofty ideas
from all the clouds of wind
people jump in the subway
and there
all on schedule

in the height of the open after the rain
the rainbow's tail will sweep the peacock
the liner is flying, the clouds are furrowed,
and leaves the line

over Moscow clouds -
unearthly factory
for the production of rains
pours in the morning and every day
think - nonsense
because water is not an acid
Think .. nonsense
people are racing along the ring
cheek to cheek, face to face
in the interlacing of obese bodies
not at all as high as
where neither asphalt, nor chernozem
but the ease of being in everything
and where lucky
even those who do not weigh

in the height of the open after the rain
the rainbow's tail will sweep the peacock
the liner is flying, the clouds are furrowed,
and leaves the line

over Moscow clouds
gather in troops
scorch
by running in a hurry
worn-out heels
for some reason, bought hands
like this
looks romantic
arrive, get used to
and forget about the clouds
our plane is asphalt
and terrestrial logic
let from a call to a call
current runs along the vertebrae
backward
you and I can not