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Ddt - Oblom Lyrics



Ddt - Oblom Lyrics




Na nikh oblom obrushilsia v posteli
Vospominaniia ot Il'i do Kati
Oni lezhali i rukami greli
Vse, chto ostalos' ot rodnoj krovati

Chto na dushe, pod tem vpered i s pesnej
Poly prognili, vystupila porcha
Zhizn' pod krovat'iu tozhe interesna
No nuzhno, chtoby vse tajkom i molcha

I razbivali lby voprosov stai
I terlos' chto-to o vaginy-truby
My nabliudali, zlias', kak zarastaiut
Ikh okna chem-to beznadezhno grubym

Glaza sleziatsia i vpolzaiut v shcheli
I s liubopytstvom tam slediat za nami
A my lezhali golye v posteli
Kak Lennon s Yoko, voploshchaia znamia

My ruki sshili i sviazali nogi
I stali tselym, iskrennim i vazhnym
K posteli ehtoj vse prishli dorogi
I stali ej, ona, konechno, kazhdym


To, chto ne iasno, to i est' my sami
Ty khorosha, ia tozhe ne podarok
Poiut za pazukhoj obglodannye kamni
Zakat segodnia seksual'no iarok

Poshli vse na ... ved' on zabrosil v seti
My spali vechnost', chtob vojti v real'nost'
Mechty vesnoj vernulis' v svoi kleti
A ideal'noe - v material'nost'

Okh, bylo toshno i pliasali teni
Na vsem sledy otboia, znaki smerti
My umirali - devochka i genij
No ne spasli liubov' zamerzshej Gerde

Goreli gory nevozmozhnykh istin
V teni kostrov sverkali nashi slezy
I bol' byla nevynosimo chistoj
I zhgli nam dushi predannye grezy

Bedy ne zhdali vyrvavshis' iz plena
Svoboda zhe vse bol'she ukhodila
Nozdriami pod rukoj - panikadilo
I krestitsia u obrazov izmena

Kak verno i chudno liuboe slovo
No daleko ot istinnogo smysla
Kogda pytaesh'sia dostich' sovsem inogo
To nichego v bashku ne vkhodit, krome svista

Molchat v krovati teplym odeialom
Predmety tela - rty, tela i chleny
Otchaianie mertvykh, znaiushchikh vse temy
I vernoe, i vechnoe koryto

Vse liudi brat'ia na bol'shoj krovati
Pod odeialom ne spastis' ot Raia
Ty podotknula nebesa na vate
I zolotye zuby Gimalaev

I vek griadushchij padal neboskrebom
I mir ves' byl ot goria snova prodan
I, razrezaia t'mu golodnym revom
Kishela tvar' neponiatogo roda
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Na nikh oblom obrushilsia v posteli
Vospominaniia ot Il'i do Kati
Oni lezhali i rukami greli
Vse, chto ostalos' ot rodnoj krovati

Chto na dushe, pod tem vpered i s pesnej
Poly prognili, vystupila porcha
Zhizn' pod krovat'iu tozhe interesna
No nuzhno, chtoby vse tajkom i molcha

I razbivali lby voprosov stai
I terlos' chto-to o vaginy-truby
My nabliudali, zlias', kak zarastaiut
Ikh okna chem-to beznadezhno grubym

Glaza sleziatsia i vpolzaiut v shcheli
I s liubopytstvom tam slediat za nami
A my lezhali golye v posteli
Kak Lennon s Yoko, voploshchaia znamia

My ruki sshili i sviazali nogi
I stali tselym, iskrennim i vazhnym
K posteli ehtoj vse prishli dorogi
I stali ej, ona, konechno, kazhdym


To, chto ne iasno, to i est' my sami
Ty khorosha, ia tozhe ne podarok
Poiut za pazukhoj obglodannye kamni
Zakat segodnia seksual'no iarok

Poshli vse na ... ved' on zabrosil v seti
My spali vechnost', chtob vojti v real'nost'
Mechty vesnoj vernulis' v svoi kleti
A ideal'noe - v material'nost'

Okh, bylo toshno i pliasali teni
Na vsem sledy otboia, znaki smerti
My umirali - devochka i genij
No ne spasli liubov' zamerzshej Gerde

Goreli gory nevozmozhnykh istin
V teni kostrov sverkali nashi slezy
I bol' byla nevynosimo chistoj
I zhgli nam dushi predannye grezy

Bedy ne zhdali vyrvavshis' iz plena
Svoboda zhe vse bol'she ukhodila
Nozdriami pod rukoj - panikadilo
I krestitsia u obrazov izmena

Kak verno i chudno liuboe slovo
No daleko ot istinnogo smysla
Kogda pytaesh'sia dostich' sovsem inogo
To nichego v bashku ne vkhodit, krome svista

Molchat v krovati teplym odeialom
Predmety tela - rty, tela i chleny
Otchaianie mertvykh, znaiushchikh vse temy
I vernoe, i vechnoe koryto

Vse liudi brat'ia na bol'shoj krovati
Pod odeialom ne spastis' ot Raia
Ty podotknula nebesa na vate
I zolotye zuby Gimalaev

I vek griadushchij padal neboskrebom
I mir ves' byl ot goria snova prodan
I, razrezaia t'mu golodnym revom
Kishela tvar' neponiatogo roda
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