'Crematorium' - Garbage wind.
By: Another cult Russian rock band.
The song was written by Armen Grigoryan in 1987 under the impression of the story of the same name by Andrei Platonov, and initially Grigoryan wrote the song not for the repertoire of 'Crematorium', but for the play 'Drums in the Night' by Bertolt Brecht, staged at the Moscow Youth Theater by V. Spesivtsev.
The song 'Garbage Wind' was released in the 1988 album 'Coma'.
Garbage wind, smoke from the chimney,
Nature's cry, Satan's laugh
And all because we
They loved to catch the wind and throw stones.
The sand city I built
Long ago washed away by the wave.
My eyes are similar to yours
There is nothing in it but dreams and forgotten happiness.
Smoke in the sky, smoke on the ground
Instead of people - cars.
Dead fish in a dry river
Fetid heat of the desert.
My death will cut the chains of sleep
When we are together!
You're smart and I'm an idiot
It doesn't matter which of us shuffles a deck of cards -
Even if I'm lucky
And in my hand there will be an ace, in yours there will be a joker.
So do not be afraid, dear, lie in the snow -
A blind artist will paint a portrait
The poet will sing your forms
And the traveling circus actor will become a star.
Smoke in the sky, smoke on the ground
Instead of people - cars.
Dead fish in a dry river
Fetid heat of the desert.
My death will cut the chains of sleep
When we are together!