Текст песни Михаил Капустин - Львовский промозглый воздух...

Lviv dank air
He climbs without demand in the chest.
How did the stars turn out there?
Somehow. Somehow.
Smoke and drizzle at dusk -
So the longing gnaws.
So there is a voice
Rinse in the fall.

Wind over the Strysky Park
Cuts the larynx with glass ...
As if to spite three parks -
Suddenly the line became thinner
And I outweighed my memory
With rare adhesions of words
The difference between parts
Speech, light and dreams.

Rhythms in hearty knocking
With jazz adversity.
Kolko hands numb
Like sand in the hand.
As if the veins are intertwined
Prominent to the lumen.
As if they lived together
These fifteen years

As if by itself
Time has entered the peak;
Memory, which has been folded,
Melting in the tongue.
It seems to exhale -
Lightning from the cloak
Suddenly the way out will be fastened
With happiness in the face of a whip ...

No - with a ringing, wide open,
The wind from the darkness
The light opened to pieces
As if divorced bridges.
And - the shell is deliberate
Dead hearty jazz ...
Just do not wake up!
If only - not now.