Текст песни Каврижка - У судьбы на прицеле

Pencil on the table ,
Cookies in the kitchen
Hope for power,
Finally collapsed .
Torn socks ,
Jeans are worn ,
Kettle boiled ,
Thoughts twitched .

All very bad,
My brother divorced ,
Snow on the street ,
Taz again fails to start .
The light turned off ,
Took a candle ,
legs tangled
And I fell down.

Morning wiser
Than the evening and night ,
Thoughts are bad,
Go away .
So I decided,
Lie down and sleep,
Whatever tomorrow
Flee again .
Escape to nowhere
Not seeing goals
My heart
Fate at gunpoint !