Гарри Топор ft. Lexis - 9 лет до Плутона - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

“He was in a state of nervous shock. You understand that for a man who has eleven years of space flights, sometimes in difficult conditions, it was amazing. Two days later he recovered, but never once left the spacecraft, and tried not to approach the window from which the ocean was visible "

A letter with an open date ...

I am ready and come up by all standards, really!

If you read it, then leave tomorrow

Soldiers are now sweeping me the dust from the tent

I fall asleep from the player under the roar of airships, sorry ...

That I will not see how Sashka is growing

You will understand me - my dream is somewhere there

Where the cold planet does not look so scary

I have not done good things in life, how so?

In me from the positive only Rh factor

Life is the theater, but I will not watch the performance

Turned off the light and I left after the intermission

Mechanics at the cosmodrome will disperse inhabit

Checking the capsule in the hundred -time time

I did not get on an expedition to Mars

But I am nine years old now to fly towards the beautiful

There are not so many nine years ...

I'm upstairs, I'm flying, I am alone with God!

I consoled myself that this is my job

But I realized that I was mistaken and there is no return

Nine years before Pluto ...

Here, from year to year, always the same weather

Sasha looks at the stars and wants to see dad

And dad sees only space into the porthole

A letter with an open date ...

I did not recognize myself in the mirror, but not the fact that I will be rich

I remember Baikonur when you wrote in a letter

Like you can't sleep calmly if I'm not there

The next spring in St. Petersburg is the same slush

And you will stop even crying for me

You will gather with a new husband at the same table

Sasha will call him quietly with dad

Millions of times farther than the Far East

Before departure, they filed for courage to the table

Our favorite wine was poured into glasses a hundred

I understood - my life is brighter than kaleidoscope

I am forever walled up in a capsule with our flag

But I realized - she forever became a sarcophagus

My fate will remain a secret for you all for you

The earth in the porthole looks so sad ...

There are not so many nine years ...

I'm upstairs, I'm flying, I am alone with God!

I consoled myself that this is my job

But I realized that I was mistaken and there is no return

Nine years before Pluto ...

Here, from year to year, always the same weather

Sasha looks at the stars and wants to see dad

And dad sees only space into the porthole

“And this case is generally unusual. The difficult form of schizophrenia. The young man in this ward thinks that he is an astronaut flying to Pluto to which he is nine years old. He is in our clinic for two years, but that the most strange is not reduced. All the same nine years ... all the same pluto ... all the same cold land in the porthole "