Текст песни Аквариум - Ангел всенародного похмелья

It has been November 7,
Sounds of revelry subsided.
But something is moving in circles all around where I stood;
It must have been an angel popular hangover.

Wing hanging like wet mustache,
And blowing something sweet and sad.
But the loud beat to the main tower of the gold-plated watches,
And citizens are willing to beer.

It so happens that there is nothing to say,
Reality kiwi and wrinkled.
And it is impossible to make a move, or at least just get up,
And all of us are vulnerable, like kittens;

And tear the enemy to pour in the vodka poison
Destroy our meal and bed.
But someone winds over the country, blessing all in a row -
It keeps us angels nationwide hangover.