Текст песни А. Розенбаум - Где-то льётся вино, шум чужого стола...

Somewhere pours the wine, the noise of another table
Not penetrate into the cozy cell.
Black cat wandered Night Heat
And curled up on the bed.

Sleeps hotel - darkness blind windows.
But never sleeps in me an alcoholic,
I beat on the glass broken his fist,
Absolutely not feeling pain.

Beau swing, short as the word & quot; & quot ;, goodbye
And my pain does not measure ...
Never did I not promise you -
Still no one will believe.

Only in death in war, but in the Firebird feather
Only rain that pours from the clouds gray ...
And of those who are with me drinking one oxygen,
I believe only his bull terrier.
And of those who are with me drinking one oxygen
I believe only his bull terrier ...