Lyrics Братья Годо - Асфальтовый Ветер

Light fires sparkling
Crouched on the marble camp
Awakened dreams migratory
Under the sky overcast wait still
Swim like an earthen cloud
A row of rusted oarlocks
At the crossroads of the wind with the city
In the dark eternity of the bend.

Asphalt wind
Shakes bridges
Granite sky
With centuries on you
And the stars fall
On the dead snow
Asphalt wind
Gasoline rivers

Go away transparent fogs
Leaving the body to the slaughter
With non-healing wounds
To the soul on a secret date
Words dropping guillotines
The streets are stiff limbs
Blow up gasoline ice floes
On the shores of blossoming eternity

CHORUS:

Swallowing the smell of gasoline
Eyes full of dreams
On the gray walls of asphalt temples
The faces of the gods flow down
And autumn drop by drop
Lies down on the sidewalk
And soon from the roof of the last house
The city tan will do