Текст песни Александр Фролов - Я захожу в чулан

[ Music & lyrics - Alexander Frolov ]

I go into the closet ,
Where drunken laughter and hubbub,
Bedlam
And that chёrte .
So what?
Living here for those who
Everything , in short, to anything
The smoke
From cigarettes
And conversations .
Everything goes here
How to.
And whoever is not the idiot ,
Like me,
Hang around here will
Before you drop.
But I , as always ,
Things are not going my way.
Yes Yes Yes,
Again, I have somewhere to be held
Not there.
Once again I wander
And that's really come up
By the hut ,
Getting in, -
Everything here goes as it should.