Текст песни Галя Огородникова, Дом актёра,19.12.1986 - 8 - Перешиби мой обух плетью

Pereshibit my butt whipping,
Live through my fall.
In a simple pattern on a summer dress
Enter the lost chiaroscuro.
What forces shake the shoulders,
Wrong Way grist colors
Close your impassioned speech
Ironic color of my desire.
Make you forget forever secret,
What became apparent to me in the light of:
I guess I was at,
When Gd Rogue methyl.
Make me believe again
That somewhere is from the lips - to the grave,
From Insight - up core
And on the core - to jail ...
But if, after all, can not
Pereshibit my butt whipping,
You're leaving, Enter, my dear,
In a simple pattern on a summer dress.