Oblachniy Kray 1991

1991 - Oblachniy Kray

01 A HOLY CAUSE

It's a holy cause to drink after a bath
When with your hot lips
You touch the sweating glass
From where coolness flows inside

And now it has spread through all my veins
And grabbing a bag with laundry and soap
Leaving the dirt that I brought
I step out of the bathhouse a new Russian

Does an ordinary man need much?
Your reward matches your rank
But the finger of reproach burned my soul
For why am I deprived of life's best places

Yes I, yes you, yes he, yes we all together
Yes if all at once, if in the right place
There would be a goal, and thus there would be a point
We'll follow the trail like a hungry wolf

It's a holy cause to drink after a bath
When with your hot lips
You touch the sweating glass
From where coolness flows inside

02 GOOD PEOPLE

Everywhere I happened to be
In my life
There were always many
Those who were glad to support
Me in a difficult moment
Me if I was in trouble
In fire, in cold, in a swamp
In a desert or on water

Good people
Good people

Forgetting all landmarks
Wasting the rest of my strength
I knocked on different apartments
Having lost hope to survive
And suddenly the door is opened for you
Even if the guest is unwelcome
They set the table with an open heart
And show the way in the morning

Good people
Good people

A ball of nerves and hysterics
Barely keeping my sanity
I search for that happy shore
Where there is no dirt or shit
While from evil and blood
The native country writhes
Simple, quiet heroes
Sow the seeds of good

Good people
Good people

03 RETURN OF THE SINISTER BOLSHEVIKS

Rain [...] a wall ... midnight
I walk and my step is unheard
The Nevsky wind crawls into my ears
The rain mocking knocks on the roof
I look around anxiously
My heart suggested something
A ghost
It can't be

A ghost scarier
Than a post-party nightmare
I see [...] this is from underground
The leader sneaks to Smolny at night
I froze
If the leader sneaks
Then this is not by chance
My God, he has returned
To start all over again

I stand and understand
That this cannot be
Why start from the beginning
How will this help us
It can't be, but I see
The night becomes scarier
My hands and feet grow cold
I break into a sweat, I freeze

The shadow of the stone guest
A pack of faithful dogs on the alert
A shout of attack and I am already in the paws
And they gnaw on my bones
And on a cool ship
Gloomily chains rang
At the signal, the noise of the womb
He was getting off the hook

I woke up at dawn
Everything is fine, everything is excellent
I looked out the window with anxiety
And saw everything as usual
People are going to work
Children are just as playful
At the familiar kiosk
Men stand for beer

But a doubt crept in
And gave me no peace
And I decided to go to the place
Where the statue stood
The pedestal and pose are the same
And the flags fly the same way
Everything seems familiar
Only the squint is slightly more cunning

05 SOBERED UP

I caught two stars by the tail
I built a house proud of my hands
But my neighbor is not so simple
And a quarrel happened between us

I do not understand his claims
I love fields and rivers so much
I nodded to him for three hours
I forgot everything, forgave forever

What a disaster, there is room for everyone
You've already ruined my dinner anyway
If you don't want to at two, finish at seven
I need you like hell, like the devil

Listen brother, we are kin after all
Monkeys didn't sweat for nothing
Why are you torturing me
In you, regarding me, there are only flaws

What's next and is it worth it
The eyes won't recognize, but the hands will remember
Had they arisen earlier, it would have been better
Well now, well, it doesn't matter

Sobered up
Sobered up

06 TUNNEL OF LOVE

Where I was yesterday, where I was, I don't know
I only remember lips, your hot lips
I also remember the eyes and by them I will recognize you
Take care of them, preserve them for me

How many wonderful moments we spent together
Stellar vortices revealed the depths beneath us
You will laugh, I hear the breath of the universe
I will build my happiness with my own hands

Preserve the tunnel of love
Through it I will come to you

The wind whistles in the tunnel, driving out the lovers
Maybe he is right, but how to do without a warm place
The echo carries your hot body in its arms
The echo laughs and you answer shyly

I gather handfuls of faded stars
Although I am not a fan of huge shiny collections
But all miracles happen in sunlight
Preserve it for me, preserve it

Preserve the tunnel of love
Through it I will come to you

07 GIRL WITH TRANSPARENT SKIN

The evening wrapped in comfort
The body of the tired earth
A shadow of fleeting bliss
Gently flickered in the distance

With a light graceful gait
With a white carnation in her hand
A girl in a short dress
Brimply descended to the river

Touched the water with her foot
Ringing with angelic laughter
Took off her dress, oh my god
People hold me

Yes, having seen a lot
Having long found peace
No, I have never seen
Skin so transparent

In an endless stream
Clouds float by
Girl with transparent skin
You are as light as a cloud

Until morning the sleeping wind
Got lost in the reeds
The lights of holy [...]Elm are sleeping
With frost on the hair

Fading in the dark blue sky
With warm golden rays
My dear, I won't touch
I beg you, don't scream

I will show you alone
My timid angel
Amazing things
If you come with me

Let the summer temple lure its songbirds
And let the field become a five-star hotel
Where we will be cozy at night as well as during the day
And into the unmown grass we will fall together

Into the melody of singing bodies
The rustle of fragrant grasses will weave
It will arise in the night rhythmically
From the swaying of the stems

All this will be unusual
All this will be unusual

From the swaying of the stems

Let the summer temple lure its songbirds
And let the field become a five-star hotel
Where we will be cozy at night as well as during the day
And into the unmown grass we will fall together

08 A PERSON OF WONDERFUL SOUL

Remember and call
I will appear that same moment
I relieve sadness
And that is the meaning of my deeds

It is necessary
It is necessary

Remember and call
I will come to help immediately
I relieve happiness
And that is the meaning of my deeds

I relieve honey
I relieve poison
Do you want me to relieve you completely
So you don't have to relieve yourself

Remember and call
And if not [...] just whistle
I relieve life
And that is the meaning of my deeds

09 YOU WILL PAY FOR EVERYTHING!

The valleys became somewhat foggy
The ravines became somewhat foggy
The smell of burning paper
Hits the head harder than a club
It's me burning your letters
Scorching my bitten elbows
Like a beast licking my wounds
It's me burning my love

I wanted to drown my sorrow in wine
In life, it often helped
But as it turned out, not this time
And a taste of blood remained in my mouth
I wanted to drown my sorrow with a song
Only it could console me
But instead a rasp sounds
Like from a shot-through throat
A-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a

The valleys became somewhat foggy
The ravines became somewhat foggy
The smell of burning paper
Hits the head harder than a club
A black betrayal rolled in
Someone must answer for it
The wind will dry the stingy tears
Only blood foam on the lips

10 AT THE CLIFF

Sit down, be silent and think
I won't find better words
Along forgotten roads
I will walk again as in childhood

The steppe will spill with feather grass
On the day when sadness rules me
Here to forgotten graves
I will bow to the ground

11 DEAD AND ALIVE

Instrumental

The history of the creation of this album is directly connected with Andrei Lukin, peace to his memory! It was he, while living and working in Moscow at the time, who negotiated with the studio, found people who agreed to pay for the studio time. These are good guys - Vadim, Vasily, and Yury from the "Edvin" company, who, among other things, took over all expenses for transport, food, and drinks. The album was finished on August 18. In the evening we flew home, and in the morning of the 19th, the memorable coup happened, and the story from song No. 3 of this album almost came true... S. Bogaev

It was the summer of 1991. Andrei Lukin was working in Moscow at the time, and he managed to negotiate with the management of "Petrostudio" for a trial recording of our new songs. And so, in early August, we gathered in Moscow and carried out this event in 10 days, finishing it the day before the memorable August coup. Thus, the song "Return of the Sinister Bolsheviks" turned out to be very relevant, however, just like today.
The recording was not released for a long time, as we believed that it needed serious refinement. But due to the tragic death of Andrei Lukin, we decided to release the recording in the form it was made with Andrei... Oblachniy Kray

1. Svyatoe delo
2. Dobrye lyudi
3. Vozvrashchenie zlovshchih bolshevikov
4. Ochnulis'
5. Tol'ko starshiy brat pomozhet
6. Tonnel' lyubvi
7. Devushka s prozrachnoy kozhey
8. Zamechatel'noy dushi chelovek
9. Ty poluchish' za vsyo
10. U obryva
11. Zhivye i myortvye