Дина Рубина - Тополев переулок - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

If anything worries over the years, this is a person and his story. Told without much details, simply, even detached - she is like a traveler’s monologue on a long -distance train; And after a sleepless night, only yellow stripes of light from lanterns on half -steers, a slow beep of departure, and a deaf voice, sometimes hanging in an attempt to choose a word ... Yes, the most expensive here: the storyteller’s voice. As he is suppressed in an unexpected place, or suddenly soften in a smile, or will lock, as if re -surprised by the long -lived ... In the new collection of stories, Dina Rubina echoes the voices that tell about many piercing human destinies.