Пикник (/pɪkˈnɪk/, "picnic" in Russian) is a Russian art rock/gothic rock b… Read Full Bio ↴Пикник (/pɪkˈnɪk/, "picnic" in Russian) is a Russian art rock/gothic rock band founded in 1978 in Leningrad, Soviet Union (now Saint Petersburg, Russian Federation), the band has been led by the vocalist/guitarist Edmund Shklyarsky since 1981.
Unusual arrangements, self-invented musical instruments and esoteric lyrics make the band a completely unique occurrence in the Russian rock music genre. Lyrics contain themes such as Ancient Egypt, vampires and mysticism. Shklyarsky is the band's main singer-songwriter, composing both music and lyrics. Also his own paintings were used as few albums' cover art.
Пикник's logo is a made up kanji-like symbol (which makes more sense for Russian speakers as Chinese/Japanese as well as Ancient Egyptian characters are all called "hieroglyphs" in Russian language).
Official website: http://www.piknik.info
Unusual arrangements, self-invented musical instruments and esoteric lyrics make the band a completely unique occurrence in the Russian rock music genre. Lyrics contain themes such as Ancient Egypt, vampires and mysticism. Shklyarsky is the band's main singer-songwriter, composing both music and lyrics. Also his own paintings were used as few albums' cover art.
Пикник's logo is a made up kanji-like symbol (which makes more sense for Russian speakers as Chinese/Japanese as well as Ancient Egyptian characters are all called "hieroglyphs" in Russian language).
Official website: http://www.piknik.info
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Пикник Lyrics
Великан Если б мне такие руки, Руки как у великана, Я б сложил…
Иероглиф Мое имя - Стершийся Иероглиф Мои одежды залатаны ветром Что …
Ночь Ночь шуршит над головой как вампира черный плащ, Мы проходим…
Остров Постой, пусть закат тебе ляжет на плечи Я ещё не дышал,…
Пикник Пойдeм со мною, я скажу, почему Мне не хотелось бы идти…
Праздник Мы нашли себе дело на целую ночь, Город полон огней, а…
Телефон Как только тень от деревьев коснeтся лица, Ты снова уйдeшь, …
Ты вся из огня Я знаю, сны - это лёгкие птицы, А дома - это…