Текст песни Огромный город. Ветер. Вечер - ст. С. Парнок, муз. Е. Фроловой

The album " Wind of Viogolosy " (2002 )

Music: Frolov E.
Lyrics: S. Parnok

PROLOGUE ( HUGE CITY )

Large city. Wind. Evening.
In the darkness shoot the breeze lights
And you , fool , the first counter
You go look for relatives .
Face it , the poet , and the foolishness ,
Get used to his orphans
And do not bother shouting
Do not you who heard the soul .
Not straining , do not shout ,
But clearly pronounce the word .
As if talking to a deaf ,
That night in the ear
For a long time already does not hear the shouts ,
And he sees only how the word is breathing ,
Focusing disconnecting their
Elastic lips tight clip !