Текст песни группа Русские - Пустыня

Unnecessary day, snatches of lines
Mirage in the desert, ice, sand.
Forgotten the sky rain, hail
And somewhere out there in the last Leningrad.
And burn the life stream.
Dry hot red sand
Water slips through your fingers and disappears ...
Unnecessary sounds, the last cry,
The recognition of the ashes, a moment of passion.
Why, my dear, such a lesson?
Painfully fingers in the hot sand
I'm not getting used to know
And your name is no longer to call
And memory is erased from end to end ...

What times are burned names
What else lies ahead? ...
Love is lost in the desert of Yemen
And the pain does not go out and pouring rain ...

Unnecessary sleep, sip water
Sheds tears ice and burning sand.
Why, my dear, a burning circle? ..
Love goes through the fingers
And I try not to know you
And your name will no longer be called,
And memory is erased from end to end ...