Текст песни Акимова и Клякса - Колыбельная

Night came , lights came on ,
Air tart wine .
Fat cat trudges home ,
He sleeps for windows moon .

On the bridge , out of the wind embroidered ,
We said goodbye to the morning.
All sorrows are forgotten ,
If I'm your game .

Not somknite I tired eyes ,
Will think of you.
I love your so little ,
You give it all to me.