Lyrics Sheridan - Прощай

Zazheval film tape recorder
In addition, I found, it seems, a useful substance
The recorded chatter is empty
The whole monologue is out of logic
Completely out of superfluous words
About what history knew
Miracles that lead the crowd into raptures
About the ideas of genius like everything simple
But when the fuel ran out
I went out into my coat and felt - torsoed
Instead of snow, the ground fell asleep and no
What to say about you
Attempt to kill time
Training of circumstances
And your other dangerous pursuits
In Sense and Honest Memory
No one would have dared repeat
I accept northern Arctic reports
Sacred for the Savages of the Cave
Not decipherable
Invitations to the worlds otherworldly
And in anonymous letters
After the threat to you

Be afraid of me, fear
I'll fly away - take with me
Be afraid for me, be scared
On you wedged my light

A person who knows how to treat and torment
But not very often makes the right choice
Regrets that it is not iron
But only stubborn and unyielding
Man is unreasonable, a naive man
He does not know how terrible it is
When it is nowhere to be found
The molecules collide, exploding
Noise, hum, din, curvature of space
Disabling Gravity
And in weightlessness soar the creatures without boredom
But on my side there are thousands of celestial tanks
The sea and the chestnuts growing on the shore,
Lemons, the shadow of date palms,
Posters ripped,
Old cinema, closed for repairs
One week there is no rain
And do not dream what will happen next
When you leave, I do not do anything about it
So I sit in the dark
And in the window opposite the whole night a doctor smokes
And can not quit
The lamp signals Morse code

Be afraid of me, fear
I'll fly away - take with me
Be afraid for me, be scared
On you wedged my light