Lyrics Ольга Чикина - Сережа
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Сережа! Как зеленая нива полно твое бедное сердце
Страданьем по весьма привлекательной барышне в белом во всем.
Сережа! На ее белоснежном плече будет можно погреться.
А дальше – она будет твоей, и никто уж тебя не спасет.
Когда б ты согрелся оранжевым уличным светом,
Когда б ты увидел над городом вечный покой,
Когда б ты лежал на снегу и страдал за планету,
Планета тебе рассказала бы, кто ты такой.
Сережа! Твоя барышня станет большой аппетитной супругой
В лиловых полосатых трико, а по праздникам – в белом во всем.
Сережа, даже если ты бросишь ее, ты поедешь по кругу,
Работа и паленая водка – ничто уж тебя не спасет.
Когда б ты поехал с работы не так, как бывает,
Когда б ты сошел на конечной и вышел к воде,
То в зеркальце мутном бедовый водитель трамвая
Глядел бы тепло – так никто на тебя не глядел.
Сережа! Для таких раздолбаев, как я, ты – нормальный художник,
И город - этот город хранит, как умеет, тебя от машин.
Сережа, через год ты подаришь ей фен и рецепты пирожных,
А дальше – она будет гордиться тобой и гонять в магазин.
Когда б ты гонялся в трусах по рязанской метели,
Когда бы ты плакал один от любви к красоте,
Тогда б твои белые птенчики – раз – и запели
Под белой луной на твоем знаменитом холсте.
2002
Seryozha! Like a green field full of your poor heart
Suffering from a very attractive young lady in white in everything.
Seryozha! On its snow-white shoulder it will be possible to get warm.
And then - it will be yours, and no one will save you.
When you were warmed by the orange street light,
When you saw eternal peace over the city,
When you were lying on the snow and suffering for the planet,
The planet would tell you who you are.
Seryozha! Your young lady will be a big mouth-watering wife
In lilac striped leotards, and on holidays - in white in all.
Sergei, even if you leave her, you will go around in circles,
Work and a salted vodka - nothing will save you.
When you went off work not as it happens,
When you came down to the end and went out to the water,
That in the mirror is a muddy poor tram driver
I would have looked warmly - so no one looked at you.
Seryozha! For those gouges like me, you are a normal artist,
And the city - this city keeps, as it knows, you from the machines.
Seryozha, in a year you will give her a hair dryer and recipes for cakes,
And then - she will be proud of you and drive to the store.
When would you be chasing cowards in the Ryazan blizzard,
Whenever you cry alone from the love of beauty,
Then would your white chicks - once - and sang
Under the white moon on your famous canvas.
2002
Suffering from a very attractive young lady in white in everything.
Seryozha! On its snow-white shoulder it will be possible to get warm.
And then - it will be yours, and no one will save you.
When you were warmed by the orange street light,
When you saw eternal peace over the city,
When you were lying on the snow and suffering for the planet,
The planet would tell you who you are.
Seryozha! Your young lady will be a big mouth-watering wife
In lilac striped leotards, and on holidays - in white in all.
Sergei, even if you leave her, you will go around in circles,
Work and a salted vodka - nothing will save you.
When you went off work not as it happens,
When you came down to the end and went out to the water,
That in the mirror is a muddy poor tram driver
I would have looked warmly - so no one looked at you.
Seryozha! For those gouges like me, you are a normal artist,
And the city - this city keeps, as it knows, you from the machines.
Seryozha, in a year you will give her a hair dryer and recipes for cakes,
And then - she will be proud of you and drive to the store.
When would you be chasing cowards in the Ryazan blizzard,
Whenever you cry alone from the love of beauty,
Then would your white chicks - once - and sang
Under the white moon on your famous canvas.
2002