Текст песни Аквариум - Последний День Августа

The last day of August
    The city smells like a thunderstorm
    Asphalt gets even blacker when it
    Streaked out brake strip
    In the morning diamonds will be broken glass.
    In the morning her blood will be dew.

    Someone dreams of unbroken horses
    Someone dreams of polystyrene and ash
    Someone likes to live, someone likes to steal
    Scraps from someone else's table
    She was spending more than you ever dreamed.
    She gave all

    The last day of August
    This summer is not lived in vain
    Chimeras with Notre Dame will be the first
    Who will see the dawn burning above the city
    From now on, her blood will be pure dew.
    On the white flowers of the first day of September