Текст песни Михаил Медведев - 05 - Лысогорская боль. Забытое пого.

I dance forgotten pogo
On wreckage broken dreams.
I was inspired in search of God.
I have not seen more beauty.
Emptiness is my place under the sun.
Silence excites my hearing.
Newly minor mines
Songs would sing, but the voice of the smoke ...
My companions are the children of Shabash,
I myself visited there more than once ...
And the lessons of the prophet Sashbash
Hundreds of times on yourself.

We burn forgotten notes,
We burn their diaries.
And leafs the flame of notebooks,
And reads the flames of poems.
We differ on the ashes
And delirium in the direction of spring.
We are looking for each other.
And look black and white dreams ...
Who among us did not come! - stumbled! ..-
And on the slope he rolls down ...
And then suddenly in the loop found himself
And, as an order in a loop, hook ...
Guitar crying is paid, -
I saved my guitar
So that the Ikara Winned in the sky
Obtained peace in the meadow.

And love is looking for in dark basements
Or chopping her by bushes.
And someone will seem little
When someone responds: "I will not give."
I dance forgotten pogo
On the treasures of the Bald Mountain,
I focus on black vice vowiness,
Without having your coneura.
I dance forgotten pogo.
I dance forgotten pogo.
I dance forgotten pogo.
I dance forgotten pogo ...