Lyrics Т.Яровиков - Высокосный год

Leap year mosquitoes in the mouth,
And in a deaf ravine ice does not melt
Who else will sing? who else will lie?
Who else will die?
In the puddles of mud and rainbow gasoline,
The first nightingale at night voted
Who asked him? where to gain strength? ..
Whisper "save" ...

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From longing, from slush, from wrinkles,
From poems that is your burdock in your hair,
From the insults of women, from the tears of men,
And from cooing pigeons ...
From the funeral feels uneasy ...

Give me a wedding cake over the threshold,
Bargaining is inappropriate at such a feast.
Who is your shore? who watched you
Who called you?
If he had not lived, he would not have sinned
Just why did he value a lie?
Who loved you? who blamed you? ..
Who kept you

Chorus.

Day after day goes like a round dance
It speeds up the rhythm, then freezes again,
Who will understand him? Who will enter it?
Who will break it?
The angel over his shoulder will cry out a rook
Crowned, consecrated by a candle,
Do you have nothing to do with it, do not worry anything ...
Far more ...

Chorus.