Текст песни Константин Потапов - Из дымных, и пьяных, и скомканных комнат

From the smoke, and drunk, and crumpled rooms
In the blink of dank trezveyuschy running,
where the first had fallen so pristine white,
star sprawling over an area in full
confidence in the destiny tightened into a knot.
Star sprawl, lie on your back floe
and look at the stars in the sky full of ice floes,
breathe deep, deep, cool
star is in the breasts that drove horse
dispersal of the aorta, a gallop in his chest.
Breathe deeply, feeling in the shoulder blades
wet cobblestones, rough granite;
not rattle keys, not to slam doors,
continue not to go to the tram at the park,
do not listen to what it thunders the twentieth.
No, I just lie there. A rising awkwardly,
give full "Home!" to his ship,
laid up in bed bay, drown in Theraflu
the waves pounding on the edges of the boat,
to the bottom of the channel is forgotten, "I love!"
2010