Текст песни Тамбурин - Поставь пластинку

Put the plate and open the window,
rumpled raincoat hang,
Or just throw it on a chair,
there is something there, but for a long time,
gone, gone,
spring wind blew ...

Hopelessness, fatigue and laziness,
All delirium and wandered to the end,
Our childhood was struck by illness,
we believe since in miracles.
You will pass through the prospectus,
il wait in the metro,
Noting familiar faces,
all trying to link
inability to run
with the inability to stop.

Put the plate and open the window,
rumpled raincoat hang,
Or just throw it on a chair,
there is something there, but for a long time,
gone, gone,
spring wind blew ...