Текст песни Сегодня в Мире - Дома без крыш

The summer night was
Warm, as ash ...
So, not a notable step, I came to the outskirts.
These suburbs
There were framed
Cut-out derricks, cranes lace. Appearance of clouds, cloud reflections swam through the skeletons of unfinished buildings. These houses without roofs - in a white night was given - in a wasteland zazvali me in the mud and clay brought ...
On a vacant lot night light iron scrap,
Slow cooling down, enveloped daytime heat.
And these houses without roofs - in the sweltering night gave -
Something knew that and said they could not! Because of the angle, like a thief, he looked pale courtyard: There's magic in the wind, dancing dirty paper ... And the houses without roofs like somewhere to go ... ... sailed passed - as if they were not at home, and ships ...
I met along the way between the cement waves
Tub with some paint - just in the warm sea - canoe;
Stick-stirrer in it - like in a canoe - paddle ...
From ships brick tub-boat drifted. It magically everything, even paper rubbish! Even stick-mixer still I remember .. And the houses without roofs - light without fire; This sadness and joy; That night the day with a smile!
Novella Matveeva, 1961-1962