Текст песни Лёха Никонов - Лучший стимул для творчества...

The best incentive for creativity,
Of course, loneliness,
but this time with all the guys we
smoked dope and saw in the window opposite
naked girl, which
rubbing hair with a towel,
Then she wanted to get dressed,
We threw a chair through the window -
glass flew down, and this naked whore,
sticking his head out into the street, covered in blood, began to vomit.
Next was the wind and the black ice
they surrounded the Bronze Horseman
together with us,
and he kept staring at the clouds
insolent, empty eyes,
creator of the empire and obshchak.
- Hello, reformer,
we look like? -
from my friends on the faces of the piercing (ie some rings)
but I still could not calm down
and yelled at the bronze statue
- How do we look? - And the bloody wound
sunset hung over us,
and the dead were moving under his feet.

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