Текст песни Лагуз - Кристаллография

The snow sparkles and spins;
From the entrance crowd of friendly
We go out into the yard, and after us
The windows are lit up with tube light.
Ice, recently melted
We laugh, pushing each other;
Blind snow, plentiful and pointed
Well, not long to stop ...

Yes, what's there - a couple of blocks,
Hanging each other, chatting;
You have so many snowflakes on your mitten,
And I still think how it happened so that the form was so perfect
so perfect ...?

Night, the last bus at eleven -
We stand, do not want to disperse,
Ice confetti spinning -
Disperse - something is broken,
there, in the bottomless January sky ...

A traffic light hurries - "are you there yet?";
We chat about future meetings,
And the words we serve as icons
To get rid of the obscure, dark,
to delay his arrival,
and so -
And I look up,
And for a moment it seemed to me

As if something happened
In the veined pattern
There, on the marble of heaven;
As if looking at us,
Somewhere over the threshold
Smiling gods
Putting on the chain Time:
Wait ... not now ...

And the night lights ahead illuminate
Serene happiness of the coming years
... But I still ask - turn around goodbye
Before you go for the green light ...

The perfection of snowy nature
It does not save from the inevitable;
And one day, the snowflake will have to
To die in the sun,
To disappear under the boot of the giant,
And into the darkness the everlasting sink,
And only a drop on the palm
I will remain from the finest harmony ...

And in a rainy country of oblivion,
One where there are no names, no time
Where ever sleeps
In the sad graveyard of the unfulfilled,
In an icy motionless coma
I'm lying and trying to remember
That farewell at the crossroads,
Your mittens in snow sparkles,
And how did it happen that the world was so perfect? ...
so perfect? ...

The scheme is complex, incomprehensible,
And - as a result - too fragile ...
There are no identical snowflakes in the sky -
We no longer meet each other,
Do not fold into a drawing full,
But I really want to remember
For some reason it is important for me to remember:
What I saw that evening
There, in the frozen January sky? ...

Prostrate over us
Heavenly ornament -
There, on the marble of heaven,
In the middle of January,
Where something happened
In the veined pattern
For it is not by chance,
All this is not in vain;
My toes are cold
Uncomfortable with things
Resent tube
that we are not yet -
But everything lasts, and lasts, and lasts goodbye,
And the twentieth green light is missing ...

There in the marble sky -
Destiny promise -
Printed forever
Our star trail
But I still ask -
Turn around goodbye
before you go
On the green light ...