Текст песни Игорь Растеряев - Другу

author Vasily Mokhov

I draw ravens, turtles and bulls
And a frozen tree in the light of the moon
And the flowers on the table, and in the steam room men,
A tired long boat lay at the very water

Here's a blinded old man in round sunglasses
Fish in a transparent glass pond
And she suddenly flies high in the clouds
And under her winter and sweet cherry blossoms

And under it Kiy Island, a crimson sunset
Burned over the sea, lit the clouds
And also a white circle or a black square.
If empty in the heart and soul longing ...

Retired admiral knocked over glass
And forgot about the eggs in the Bosphorus
And she was carried to the world ocean
And the surf crashed against the ridges of the mountains.

But a seasoned sailor, having forgotten about lunch
Slept face in Alaska stubble in the snow
Son took him to youth, seventy years
Where he met with his girlfriend dawn in a stack

And then embracing with a blind fisherman
They drank all night undiluted alcohol
And, having got drunk, ran after the yellow bull
And they fell into the well, forgotten in the steppe ...

That night a snowstorm swept over the Summer Garden
Bull to the flying fish went to the sky
And still on the table burst ripe pomegranate
And the berries scattered right on the table

And the winter suddenly passed, the drops rang
And the frozen tree suddenly blossomed
And ripe apples straight to bed
I fell and my heart felt warm

And my black square opened the window
White circle like a meadow of flowers overgrown
On the table my brush and paint are
And stretched on the frame untouched canvas ...