Lyrics Юрий Богатенков - Дети как дети
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Парусники тонут в помойном ведре.
Как тебе живется в этой дыре?
Ты боишься ответа на этот вопрос,
Он приносит беду.
Первый поцелуй от него никуда.
Запах неудачи и запах стыда.
И твоя девушка тихо бормочет во сне:
"Я от тебя уйду".
Будущее манит как страшный магнит.
Ты еще не знаешь, что нам грозит.
И каждый твой новый день - это лист календаря
С ярко-красным числом.
Снова закипает в артериях кровь.
Может это ненависть, а может любовь.
И ты забыла все фамилии, но ты будешь помнить
Обо всем остальном.
Дети как дети, но как нас гоняли
Когда мы писали на стенах свои имена.
Где это имя?
Где эта песня полная печали?
И где та стена?
Молодым бездельникам не до сна.
Это полнолуние и эта весна.
И все соседи в ужасе от этой музыки
Из окон твоих.
Ты нетерпелива и так холодна.
У тебя на майке написано "Да".
И чашка кофе дымиться на утренней кухне
Одна на двоих.
Первое утро вдвоем, все так просто.
Когда как-будто плотину прорвала вода.
Ты ждал другого.
Когда-нибудь будет другое,
Но ты не знаешь когда.
Sailboats drown in a garbage can.
How do you live in this hole?
Are you afraid of the answer to this question
He brings trouble.
The first kiss from him is nowhere.
The smell of failure and the smell of shame.
And your girlfriend mumbles quietly in a dream:
& quot; I will leave you & quot ;.
The future beckons like a scary magnet.
You still do not know what threatens us.
And your every new day is a calendar sheet.
With a bright red number.
Again the blood boils in the arteries.
Maybe it's hate, and maybe love.
And you forgot all the names, but you will remember
Everything else.
Children are like children, but how we were driven
When we wrote our names on the walls.
Where is the name?
Where is this song full of sadness?
And where is that wall?
Young loafers are not up to sleep.
This is the full moon and this spring.
And all the neighbors are terrified of this music.
From your windows.
You are impatient and so cold.
You have a “Yes” written on your T-shirt.
And a cup of coffee to smoke in the morning kitchen
One for two.
The first morning together, everything is so simple.
When as if the dam broke through the water.
You waited for another.
Someday there will be another
But you do not know when.
How do you live in this hole?
Are you afraid of the answer to this question
He brings trouble.
The first kiss from him is nowhere.
The smell of failure and the smell of shame.
And your girlfriend mumbles quietly in a dream:
& quot; I will leave you & quot ;.
The future beckons like a scary magnet.
You still do not know what threatens us.
And your every new day is a calendar sheet.
With a bright red number.
Again the blood boils in the arteries.
Maybe it's hate, and maybe love.
And you forgot all the names, but you will remember
Everything else.
Children are like children, but how we were driven
When we wrote our names on the walls.
Where is the name?
Where is this song full of sadness?
And where is that wall?
Young loafers are not up to sleep.
This is the full moon and this spring.
And all the neighbors are terrified of this music.
From your windows.
You are impatient and so cold.
You have a “Yes” written on your T-shirt.
And a cup of coffee to smoke in the morning kitchen
One for two.
The first morning together, everything is so simple.
When as if the dam broke through the water.
You waited for another.
Someday there will be another
But you do not know when.