Текст песни Татьяна Дрыгина - Март мяукает за дверью ...

March meows at the door -
That's really how many years in a row.
I still do not believe
In what the facts say.
No sign me out of nowhere -
Locate, prisochinil ...
A century with another will stay,
And you will not change.

Midnight, insinuating bird
Prior to the edges fill the house.
Blur, flowing
Everything was built with difficulty.
Inspiration Waiting -
(The children are asleep, they do not care) -
Like a secret rendezvous,
As it clearly.

What is reality, and in fact,
What - dreams in my life?
In the laundry room, in the subway, in bed
Will think of you.
In the rest - that is done,
Although the walk on his head,
It is difficult to remain white
Early spring in Moscow.

1993