Текст песни Дмитрий Строцев - Комната, где собакой тени и те пахнут

room, where the shadow of the dog and does not smell
where the shaggy grass smothered in milk jugs
where the hills of rubbish and books will open ceiling
sweet dust yawns and sews on the sewing machine
where the cool breeze walking Bach Mass
where the window green sail boils balcony
where the sleeve chatters and dries my shirt
there is a silver poplar puts bows
there is a young blue summer alcohol burns
there pouring water radiant gentle fun
there and sing and cry, and wish to drink the cup
there over the edge of heaven for all salvation
Room shawl waving his horse out of the corner
He is looking into the fire cherry sleepy eyes
he hurriedly grabs all the hand prints
to the end he does not know what silence said