Текст песни Сергей Луковкин - Ещё один рок-н-ролл

Located a cigarette, put "Bitles"
Closed the curtains, sat down in the chair
I'm alone in the world - no friends and enemies
I feel sorry, but there are more of them,
Those who are behind the wine to the store

I feel sorry for them - they have no one to wait
And I sit and wait for you
Outside the window - November, in a vase - roses,
On the "Bitla" cassette is not a prose
Dull light, cigarette crashes
Moon Evening, Water Crane
Looked at the clock - it's too early
The cigarette is smoldering. Roses fucked

Snack still let's do smoke
I feel good - I'm alone.
But here is a call. You've come.
Now you have to be with you until the morning
I feel sorry, but they are even more
Those who are behind the wine to the store

G.1990.