Lyrics ДДТ - Весенняя

Do not pass me the answer, where the bullet question
Where every look millimeter time five cigarettes
Dead City buries its voices
Lost and roam, between the walls of heaven
Christmas has arrived, in the basement is dark
How many souls killed, opposite the window
I forgot that there is something else in nature
The sixth gave birth, six minutes to six ...
Etc.:
And in the morning snow fell,
After a long fire
This snow killed me
Extinguishing the short century
I typed it in my palm,
Spat in white dirt and dust
Whether it is nonsense, or true
Whether eternity, or stench
This city crashed, but did not become a cross
The fallen city drank life before fasting
Here the contused stars are new Bethlehem harness.
On the birch diaper, arms and legs, not all
Merry Christmas you iron bandage crown
Nurse Mother Teresa with a pretty face
Last night, as a rustle, I remembered the days
How did you close the curtains, how were we alone
Etc.
Do not pass me the answer, where the bullet question
Where every look millimeter time five cigarettes
Dead city with empty eyes with me
I shot idle, yesterday I was alive