Текст песни Аквариум - Лилит - Последний день августа

The last day of August
Above the city smells of the storm
Asphalt becomes blacker as he
Crossed-out brake band
On the morning of the diamonds will be broken glass
On the morning of her blood will be dew

Some people dream of unbroken horses
Some people dream of polystyrene and ash
Someone who likes to live, someone likes to steal
Leftovers from another table
She spent more than you can dream
She gave

The last day of August
This summer is lived not in vain
Chimera from Notre Dame will be the first
Who will see how the city is burning dawn
Now her blood is pure dew
On the white color of the first day of September