ИСТОЧНИК: Борис Гребенщиков l БГ l Boris Grebenshikov (YouTube) - Опубликовано: 2 марта 2016 - альбом «Radio Silence» (℗1989) - track 3 (4'31")This is a postcardSaying I'm alright in this beautiful cityThis is a phone callSaying, yes, I am sleeping alone hereBut the telephone lines are cutMy hands can't hold the paperYou are on my mindNobody knows your name here,Except when the moon is outAnd then they toss in their sleepCrying out for you to take themBut me I cannot sleep,I cannot dream,My heart is shatteredYou are on my mindOnce seven colors used to make a man blindAnd now we are like birds stuck in barbed wirePrecise, like sunriseA child just like any otherMade of the bones of the earthFragile and deathlessYes, I'm alrightI'm a church,And I'm burning downYou are on my mind... ★302★