Текст песни Масть - 7. Решил отдохнуть

Who's That Knocking? Who came?
This is good old rock 'n' roll!

He wandered over the years and centuries,
Do not let them overshadow the clouds.
Was held in high esteem and love for all,
Who believed that boredom - it is a sin.

See, because the night is alive,
In the courtyard are always firewood.
And if the night is still a dream herb
Then nothing will prevent repeat words!

You are going to see him in the way,
And he is not dead, he decided to rest,
Forget about fame, forget about laughter -
Quite a bit of a break from all.

See, because the night is alive,
In the courtyard are always firewood.
And if the night is still a dream herb
Then nothing will prevent repeat words!