Текст песни Игорь Кутузов - Аритмия сердец

In a wet blue coat
A multi -eyed night
Polishes my glass
All scratches away

You are of course sleeping
On the clock - the third hour
Above your bed
Roof wings
And above them they have
Dreams about us

I think sheep
Here their thousands are around
Not a runner but a fugitive
The whole lining is only
In that - running

All running and running
And in the ears everything
Come on, come on, come on
And under the spoon - lump
Ahead of the line
Roofing felts - either - paradise

Your man with my face
Will fall into the mud soon
Well done - well done
Either drunk either touched
Survived something whispers with the mind
With your boundless mouth

Either the weak is either blind
And the scoundrel is dancing
Either a waltz or step
In the arrhythmia of hearts

I am your way and peace
I am your husband and father
I am composed with you
The arrhythmia of hearts

My unconscious university
An unsuccessful approach
To the astronomus of muses
To the anatomy of sinking notes

In the biophysics of roses
Everything blooms in full growth
On the plantation hops
Vine
In the sadology of the lips
Rust of torn pipes
In the accounting of sheep
Someone abandoned plow

Heatography of the hands
The crown of all sciences
You hear a knock-pestle
Helrim of hearts

Threw the ruble into the Neva
I counted all the sheep
Yes under God I live
In the arrhythmia of hearts

In a wet blue coat
A multi -eyed night
Polishes glass
All scratches
Away away