Текст песни Машина Времени - Этот Вечный Блюз

Let's go to the end where the evening will rule the ball,
In this hellish paradise, where life is through the edge in the morning,
To the hotel of broken hearts
In the cafe of an unexpected meeting,
On the boulevard rose, it's time, my friend, it's time.

As long as we are here we live
Until everything is cold
Come on with you alone
Let's take two hundred, maybe beer.

Here is the bar of a broken dream and an unsung song,
Here the countdown sounds and the trumpet comes forward,
He's as lonely as you and he sings about it
This everlasting blues, pour my friend and don't cry.

As long as we are here we live
Until everything is cold
Come on with you alone
Let's take two hundred for everything that was.

Let's go to the end where the evening will rule the ball,
Into this eternal blues, pour it, my friend, and don't cry.