Текст песни Сергей Кузин - Рокен-рол в стакане

Spun in a fashionable chair
In my head, colored thoughts are ripe
And the texts burned over solid alcohol
They told me bird trills

And the strings peck at the melody of sleep
And simple words keep you awake

Chorus 1:
Rock and roll in a glass is raging instead of vodka
My name is simply Sanya, now Seryoga will sing with me

And in the dark at night and in the vigorous morning
The tape recorder is jaded by the song in the bookmarks
I write free music
Atoms go off her heels

And the strings peck at the melody of sleep
And simple words keep you awake

Chorus 2:

Rock and roll in a glass burns your throat
When the guitar is with us - windows fly out

Chorus (1) 2x
Chorus (2)

Rock and roll in a glass ...