Текст песни Юрий Наумов - Этой Ночью

This night

For a thousand thousand nights, the night strikes below the belt so that sparks from the eyes pour in, sparks from the eyes ...
The sun burns with a billion candles, but all these candles burn to ashes in the evening.
And now, for a thousand thousand nights, a faceless haze rejoices over the cities.
And the day every evening ends in a draw, but at midnight in his heart a steel needle enters, a steel needle.
That night, someone walked through a plowed strip and left no trace.
And someone stabbed into the sky with a knife, and blue mica rained down with a bang.
And no one heard the rattle of broken hands of the most correct watch in the world.
The whole outpost was asleep, as if killed, and there was no one to come to their plaintive call, their plaintive call,
their plaintive call, their plaintive call ...
This night!!
That night we came here and we rush through the shadows to the moon that shines for us.
That night we came here and we are torn through walls and glass to the moon, which shines for us.
In a plastusky way, we push ourselves to the stars through spirals of thorns in which a current is passed.
And while machine-gun nests are silent, he still suffers, but until dawn and only ..
And forgetting to wrap the ticks with insulating tape, we bite the barbed fabric meter by meter.
Our blood turns into an electrolyte, but we are alive, and only burns leave marks on our hands.
But then the moon is full-blooded that night, and it is reflected in our tears.
And she is naked in our tears and becomes the sun, but how - I can not say.
And in a minute of eclipses we rush from the sun to shreds to extract for a moment the inner light.
And in such moments from the cracks of the blind forever, songs are born to highlight the eyelid.
And when the radiant ball becomes a gaping wound, the light will shut up, but by the will of the creator
The prominences flying in the world will bore someone's blind hearts.
Flying in the world ... Flying in the night !!!
But this night becomes past as the moon leaves the sky.
And the dawn comes to the earth, but here's the strangeness, with the dawn of the earth comes another war, another war ...
And the sun at its zenith burns so dazzlingly bright that in the eyes of darkness.
And machine-gun nests are sung loudly by blind chicks, who know how to fly from birth.
Fantastically fast fly ...
Stunningly fast fly ...
Fly deadly fast ...
All this means that this night as well as a thousand thousand nights has already died.
Every night ends in a draw every morning, but at noon a golden needle enters her heart.
And if day and night death is caused by death, so where is the force that called us?
I realized: last night we were tearing through the shadows to the sun, which shines inside our eyes.
Last night, we torn through walls and glass to the sun, which shines inside our eyes.
Last night we walked through thorns to the stars that shine inside our eyes ...
"But aren't there too many hallucinogens?" - one of you will ask ...
But are there too many hallucinogens? - one of you will ask ... some of you ... some of you ... some of you ...
Hallucinogens ... Hallucinogens ... Hallucinogens ...
But are there too many hallucinogens? - one of you will ask ...
one of you ... one of you ...
Hallucinogens ... Hallucinogens ... Hallucinogens ...
one of you ... one of you ...
But not too much ... But not too much ... But not too much ...
But are there too many hallucinogens ... hallucinogens ... hallucinogens ...
But tomorrow night, someone will remain alive, so that later come to tell us about ...
That night ... Last night ... Tomorrow night ...