Текст песни Алексей Кискачи - Шахтёры мрамора

There was always a marble and heat,
Miners shone dull,
I went to the surface and the evil,
With bosses would say dull.
And it's me gin Trays
Tonic and Royal
Hereditary breast widow
Image frescoes.

And the berries fell into dust,
I brushed marble gloves
For me, I send for a purpose vehicle
All stuffed with explosives.
Laughed widow and summer
It seemed to me gravestones,
But she continued to fly
Under dusty skies.

Trying to soften the blow, my,
Managing sang tenderly
About canaries born with intoxication
And flown away prematurely.
Only miners with tears
Not seeing the well bottom,
All died in earnest
And almost forever.

1993, 1999