Текст песни Александра Ардова - Я с трудом разжимаю веки

I could hardly open my eyelids:
Do not wake up from the delusion,
I'm kind of in the twentieth century,
In a sense, at its very birth.

And the book stand showcases
Desolate and abandoned by someone,
I, of course, not Marina,
But I also write Voloshin.

You did say - a lot of honor,
Not last and not first.
We do this with the era,
Just a pity no soul and nerves.

That's right, nice to look at,
But fate had something for all pay off.
Today, I go out to dinner
The dark blue closed dress.

As it gets dark, I will go to the pharmacy,
So that night, and the lights and the street,
I am now in the twentieth century ...
They say that if you believe, will come true ...

Alexander Ardova