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November 27th, 2015

oryx_and_crake: (oryx_and_crake)
Friday, November 27th, 2015 09:50 pm
Originally posted by [livejournal.com profile] kruglov_stihi at на песню Гоголя Борделло:
When universes collide

Why didn't you come when I beat my drum
And screamed off my head out into the night
Scared of the slums, afraid of the guns
Don't wanna see the hoodlums fight

Hey hey hey, na na na na
Don't wanna see the hoodlums fight
Hey hey hey, na na na na
Don't wanna see the hoodlums fight

I was gonna come when I heard your drum
And you screamed your head off into the night
I grew up around different part of town
But even the universes collide

Hey hey hey, na na na na
Even the universes collide
Hey hey hey, na na na na
Even the universes collide

There was no letters
No family matter
And by the castes we don't divide
It's just father told me tonight authorities
Preparing ethno-cleansing ride

Hey hey hey, na na na na
Preparing ethno-cleansing ride
Hey hey hey, na na na na
Preparing ethno-cleansing ride

Two helicopters with machine guns
Over the slums proudly will glide
So when the universes collide
Son, don't get caught on the wrong side!

Hey hey hey, na na na na
When the universes collide
Hey hey hey, na na na na
Son, don't get caught on the wrong side

Hey hey hey, na na na na
When the universes collide
Hey hey hey, na na na na
Son, don't get caught on the wrong side

Hey hey hey, na na na na
When the universes collide
Hey hey hey, na na na na
Son, don't get caught on the wrong side

Why didn't you come
When I beat my drum
And screamed off my head
Out into the rain
Your mother told you
Our father stopped you
Out of the hospitals you are afraid
When universe will collide
Don't get caught on the wrong side

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-Неужели ты
Не придешь ко мне,
Я подыхаю,
И я кричу?

-Я иду,
Но ты разве не знаешь:
Мы с тобой-
С разных раёнов.

Бетонные стены,
Граффити в ночи,
Битые стекла,
Лужи мочи –

Эгегей,
Нананана,
Дыры в ладонях
От гвоздей.

От Моего
Раёна до твоего –
Целая пропасть,
Возлюбленный Лазарь.

Эгегей,
Нананана,
Отец останавливал,
Но Я иду.

Он говорил Мне:
«Не попадайся,
Сыне Мой,
На чужой стороне!»

Но ты позвал –
И вот Я иду,
Эгегей,
Нананана.

Два вертолета,
Два пулемета, -
Над Гефсиманией
Ночь нежна, -
Только не спи,
Только бодрствуй
Вместе со мною,
Нананана!