Текст песни Юлия Теуникова - Тень пала с лица

The shadow fell from the face ...
Take off your bloody bandage,
Hang a colored spear on the wall.
Ahead is the lens.
The wind will blow out the night.
The speed of summer ice is increased,
From above in parentheses compressed memory,
Sleep - the wires are ringing.

The cat ate April ...
Before the Passover, Latin was completely forgotten.
Behind the burning rogue trains stretch
Outstanding years.
The first one jumped into the fire,
Feel free to put them on - they will burn longer,
But it took the minds of the second not to look
The third shit.

The clock flickered,
The crowded train flies out.
Whose turn will come before yours?
Lock the door.
The wild laughter of the night,
Blades shine, on the floor a half-rotted brush.
Only the passage swung, having curtained a hole
Painted walls.

What is there pouring inside?
Whose molten brain?
Toast I ask to repeat
Behind aimlessly wandering on the roofs go
Smiling guest.
Hide an insistent knock.
What kind of news did the last day look for
On the asphalt, a slightly touched ashes sketch
Tomorrow's sleep ...