Текст песни Алексей Кудрявцев - Красный пиджак, или Мечты идиота

Oh, I'll wear a red jacket, fasten the shoulder holster
 and to encourage their at least an hour or so among those who trampled me into the dirt.
 This plush red jacket stop my life inanimate.
 Bucks pull out and move - Ball begins like a fairy tale, at times!

 Oh, I'll wear a red jacket, blockages in the restaurant expensive
 and, of Switzerland said: "Well, you Che ?!" kozyryalku nadvinu on the nose.
 Pure vodka crystal nazhrus and I will go to someone in the face.
 A Ponte will dull to drive, yet not all prohvatit diarrhea!

 Raskumaryus citizens ... And I will shake his hand grated.
 If someone, God forbid, do not shrug, then, in kind, will erase in a powder!
 Umilёnnaya mug sing 'Hey, lads, do not shoot each other! "
 I cried muzzle salad fall down and say, "Good-oh !!!"

 And in the morning I wake up sober in his dirty smelly apartment,
 without a "revolver" and without a jacket - ball over, like a fairy tale, at times.
 "On a fig to me then that's all? By Metro B "wooden" enough ... "-
 arguing plumber Petrov finally fixed the toilet.