Текст песни Сергей Юркин - Блюз Подземного Перехода

a new day has come
I'm too lazy to wake up
but the trumpet calls and all calls
because in the pockets beggar and not a trifle, my empty stomach and hungry
I open the window does not care
What is the nature reward me
even in rain or hail is not my ardor ohlodya blizzard did not drown appetite

I have to work in the open air
I'm on it himself king and even ace
My working day from sunrise to sunset
clock on the span
I play blues underpass

well chahol guitar on his shoulder and went
sow grain culture in people
If suddenly the accordion il another guitarist
shift before me did not take
hands are freezing in the cold and sad to tears
when the crowd passes by
visible they do not care that I went out to play
I do not need for them post

when there are more important concerns music
than to feed the family, and presses the load
Lepo not wait for something more then what the people
but only for himself playing blues underpass

days when everything blooms and sings in the shower all
and the smiles on people's faces
heart wants heat became a life so sweet
mind is full of great ideas
That's when I'm the king my humble role
in the fate of the world is growing before our eyes
leaving their mark in the sweet sound of coins sometimes tears umelene

pleasant to live when the all-powerful nature
all people inspires fools beautiful music