Текст песни Илья Черт - Синичкин дом

There are at the Kolomna nondescript little house
I am there among friends from the platform adolescence spent
I always step your accelerated when the path of cherished
I came to the entrance and it includes

I opened the door laughing Tit Tanya
Generous hostess, but hot-tempered
There's Julia Cat on cupboard slept barefoot
There Rat sang with a guitar, the night was warm

We Slavik Kuzey with port wine brought
Their group, "Liter" has been with us in hits
Dimon Encephalitis for a couple with Krotov Seryoga
About the "Train of Kalishche" song sowed fear in us

Babel summer season
Which we mushroom expanse of stars in Toksovo
And if we are really bad happened
We walked to the bird in the house that sheltered us all

Moon Nataha "Tchaikovsky" brew
Veterinarian propellant warm at the same time
And if we bestow Margot cigarettes
That evening was a success, Makhno, bring to the table wine

We were having fun, like a fairy tale about a wizard
Countries "Zero-Three" that have always waited
Sometimes, Anya Sparrow caused us angels
In the white coats they did not go in vain

After death, we played cat and mouse
She teased laughing without thinking about it
Throughout the apartment of our dreams of ghosts moaning
Where in soot Max Factor cooked in the kitchen that

I will not say as the coveted password
Signal conditional call in the door
Which walkers from all over the city great
Flocked those who did not want to bear the loss of the soul

Valёk yes Ira President and Anka Murychev
Then later Kondida Julia suitable
Who in the bathroom who are in the kitchen who is in the hallway, the room
Already the evening, but the trail is not overgrown, people are talking

Jerzy composed, Jha and Vetal, Graf and Yundik,
And Ancha to Magadan and Genych from Pechora
We did not want to see how the summer was spent
With nature, we had an argument, and the argument was a saint

But the world was stronger than in the case
Andrei Makarevich was right here
As soon as the sun touched the horizon
On its way every night led to the composition of

We donate memory light nedoletevshim
We are becoming increasingly rare, all quiet at the table
And our orders not see so soon
Those who are not with us on the ship sailed storms one

There are at the Kolomna nondescript little house
I am there among friends from the platform adolescence spent
I always step your accelerated when the path of cherished
I came to the entrance and it includes