Текст песни Розенбаум Александр - Космический мотив

The stellar storm subsided,
There was absolute calm,
In the middle of the Milky Way
Quietly floated a cosmic motif,
Forgiving the wind.

This was my dream
In a pack of Beagles Dogs
Through the meteorite ring
Straight into the hands of the Gemini brothers,
Covering his face.

Blue circles
The Tale of the Brothers Grimm
He colored the way ...
Bright flowers ... and the hearth is cold
In the asteroid's forge,
Where Hephaestus once lived.
My dream ...

Happiness and misfortune
There was a motive,
Only the twitching of the subtle ages
Said my mother: moonlight
Penetrated into my house.

And the motive was not going to return to Earth,
Since there no one was waiting for him ...
He would like to always spin amongst the stars,
Only I, waking up, his
I called to myself ...
From the constellation of the Pleiades, he rushed headlong back,
To fly to my fingers
The sounds of tango or salsa ...
My dream ...

After one parsec,
Straight to the strings of sowing,
Streaking a milky starfish juice,
The black hole he blew my brain
And the Palace Bridge.

Time apart and stop his running,
A motif flew in the white night of Nevsky Prospekt ...
And from space notes on the gables of houses and palaces
The plaster crackled with delight ...
And out of all the people around the musical rumor,
Sang the motive of all the restaurants,
Grandmothers, children and hooligans ...
My dream ...

Starry love,
Music Love
I was fascinated with myself ...
As always one,
I walked behind,
To meet the one,
Which
Forever will go with me
In my dream ...
In my dream ...
In my dream ...