Третий Рим

Отпусти штурвал все рули заклинили
Бьет девятый вал в берега Сицилии
Словно в горле кость перебила дыхание
И срывает злость потолки мироздания.
Ты - мой третий Рим, пепел и дым, боль и спасение
Всё, в теле земли, кроме любви, не имеет значения.

Жмутся под замком бедные, богатые
Окружают дом каменные статуи
Станет горячо у остывшего кратера
Я приду ещё, встречай императора.

Ты - мой третий Рим, пепел и дым, боль и спасение
Всё, в теле земли, кроме любви, не имеет значения.

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