Seryj tuman i dozhd'.
Svetaet. Shest' utra.
Vot i nastupilo to samoe zavtra,
O kotorom ia chto-to slyshal vchera.
I zvezdy na nebe gasnut,
I zvezdy rok-n-rolla lozhatsia spat',
A ia, ia vozvrashchaius' domoj,
Vsiu noch' veselilis' opiat'.
I vospriiatie krajne obostreno,
Vse liubopytno, vse ne prosto tak,
Ia smotriu na sebia, i ia smotriu vokrug
I v golove stoit sploshnoj bardak.
O, gorod ehto zabavnoe mesto,
On pokhozh na tsirk, on pokhozh na zoopark.
Zdes' svoi shuty i svoi geroi,
Svoi Oskary Uajl'dy, svoi Zhanny d'Ark.
Zdes' svoi negodiai i svoi geroi,
Zdes' obychnye liudi i ikh bol'shinstvo.
Ia liubliu ikh vsekh...
Net, nu, skazhem, pochti vsekh.
No ia khochu, chtoby vsem im bylo khorosho.
Seryj tuman i dozhd'.
Svetaet. Shest' utra.
Vot i nastupilo to samoe zavtra,
O kotorom ia chto-to slyshal vchera.
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