Ya ne veryu, chto zhizn oborvetsya,
Chto kogda-to nastupit konets,
I zvezda moya s neba sorvetsya,
Ostavlyaya sozvezdiy venets.
Mozhet zhizn - eto son, mozhet konchitsya on,
I togda ya, kak ptitsa, vzlechu.
Ya krichu, glyadya vverh, ya hochu znat otvet,
No lish vremya stiraet moy sled.
Ya ne veryu, chto eto sluchitsya,
Lish ostanetsya prizrachnyiy svet,
Upadut opalennyie ptitsyi -
Eto budet posledney iz bed.
Upadut opalennyie ptitsyi -
Eto budet posledney iz bed.
Ya ne veryu, chto zhizn - eto tolko lish son,
Ne hochu chtobyi konchilsya on.
Glyadya vverh ya krichu, chto ostatsya hochu,
No lish tenyu ya v bezdnu lechu.
Ya ne veryu, chto zhizn oborvetsya,
Chto kogda-to nastupit konets,
Serdtse vspyihnet i krikom vzorvetsya
Ston pyati milliardov serdets.
Serdtse vspyihnet i krikom vzorvetsya
Ston pyati milliardov serdets.
Mir ostanetsya zhit bez menya, bez menya,
Obo mne tolko pamyat hranya.
Gde-to tam v vyishine v prodolzhenie dney
Vechnyiy kolokol budet zvenet.
Gde-to tam v vyishine v prodolzhenie dney
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