Текст песни С.Трубкин - Я умру на больничной постели

Poetry , music, singing - © Sergey Trubkin

I'll die in a hospital bed
Under cold , a stranger with a blanket.
Outside, a snowstorm lament
I will not have you beside me .

Noise Card games will be strange ,
The electric light will be dim
And soiled dirty glass
Tea cooled seem delicious .

Will the sisters to snuggle cripples,
Will the air impregnated abuse
And minutes seem to age ,
And the second will face.

And I'm going to lie down, cooling down,
Under a blanket of cold strangers
And an unfinished glass of tea
With a slight ringing crack nearby.