Текст песни Борис Гребенщиков - Расти борода, расти

Grow a beard, grow!
We are no one else's mouth.
According to the wind in the day, the meter per day, according to the wind in the day.
Grow a beard, grow!

Steel arrows plexus - our water.
But the ships Odysseus here
Do not go.
The harbor is closed on the chain. Circuit weighing year.
So, as usual.
So, drink, so drink.

Grow a beard, grow!
We are no one else's mouth.
According to the wind in the day, the wind in the day, the meter per day.
Grow a beard, grow!

A noodle voice sounds. Crimson ring.
Voice noodle burns. Delirium.
Magi never enter into the corral.
But the law is the law.
And no - it means no.

So sober and prostrate,
In order not to see the faces.
In my heaven there are no boundaries.
And my thirst - without end.
So, drink, so drink.

Grow a beard, grow!
We are no one else's mouth.
According to the wind in the day, the meter per day, according to the wind in the day.
Grow a beard, grow!