Temnye ulitsy tyanut menya k sebe,
Ya lyublyu etot gorod, kak zhenshchinu "Kh".
Na ulitsakh lyudi, i kazhdyy idet odin,
Ya zakryvayu dver', ya idu vniz.
Ya znayu, chto zdes' proydet moya zhizn',
Zhizn' v steklakh vitrin,
Ya rastvoryayus' v steklakh vitrin,
Zhizn' v steklakh vitrin.
I vot ya idu, i ryadom so mnoy idut,
Ya smotryu na nikh, mne kazhetsya, eto - dom mod.
Pokhozhe, chto proshloy noch'yu byl zvezdopad,
No zvezdy, kak kamni, upali v nash ogorod.
Veter zaduvaet poly moego plashcha,
Eshche odin dom, i ty uvidish' menya.
Iskry moey sigarety letyat v temnotu,
Ty segodnya budesh' korolevoy dnya.