“…I sang what I sang, and at least in that "my conscience is clear"
On November 27, 1953, Boris Grebenshchikov was born in Leningrad. He became an idol not only for his generation, but also for those who followed him, and spoke and sang the wisest words about our lives.
"NeMoscow" chose what is important and beloved.
1. It may happen that tomorrow the clock hands
They will start to spin backwards,
And he who was taken down from the cross with tears,
He will be crucified again.
And tender lips will become again
Seek your Christ;
But I sang what I sang, and at least in that
My conscience is clear.
"25 to 10", album "Acoustics", 1982
2. I saw the generals,
They drink and eat our death
Their kids go crazy
that they have nothing more to want.
And the earth lies in rust
Churches mixed with ash.
And if we want to be back
Time to get home.
"Train on Fire", album "Equinox", 1988
3. We have already won,
only it is not so noticeable yet.
"While They Bring Sake", album "Psi", 1999
4. I have a mixture of nitrotoluene and myrrh in my blood;
Every song is an act of terrorism;
And this is after twenty years of learning the art of being humble –
I spoke with medicine.
She is unable to explain this fact.
"Cardiogram", album "Sister Chaos", 2002
5. You laughed in my face, you shot from behind
You threw sand in my eyes
You have created karma for yourself for ten lives ahead.
You thought that if two people are silent
Then the third one should also be “for”,
Forgetting to specify what you sewed his mouth with.
"The Rain That Stole", album "Acoustics", 1982
6. Under a Brioni shirt
Tattoos on the chest
And dead journalists
Without you, it's a dime a dozen,
Governor,
Sound the retreat to the regiments;
From the center, governor,
The signal has come to feed you to the wolves.
"Governor", album "Salt", 2014
7. I know with my mind that there is no ice or snowstorm around.
But I am neck-deep in snow, my eyes do not see spring.
Lord, tell me who we are, what we wanted so much,
So that love, love, love,
Love, love, love
A must during war.
"Love during War", album "Salt", 2014.
8. Five hundred songs - and nothing to sing;
The sky turns into a locked cage.
The same old words in a new font.
A comic verse for those falling in an elevator.
A dry wind is sweeping through the streets of the province,
My homeland, like a pig, eats its sons.
"500", album "Sister Chaos", 2002
9. He will tell you everything you order.
And will answer every question
The people have a soul, but there is not a penny behind it,
But at least we wiped everyone's nose!
It shines like a new fifty-kopeck coin.
It drips with lotions and nail polish.
And when the gopota crucifies Christ,
He will explain why Christ is an enemy
Evening buzz!
Evening buzz!
"Evening M", 2019
