Текст песни Валера Платонов - В который раз зарок даем, что с понедельника не пьем

Morning again, morning again, day again
There is unfinished port on the table
Stands on the table and beckons us
It's like a bell is ringing in my head

Once again we give a vow
We haven't been drinking since Monday.
And so it goes day after day, day after day.
And the cactus withers on the window
We're looking for truth in wine
And we are confident that we will find it.

Morning again, morning again, suddenly again
My best friend is under the table.
It lies in lipstick, ash and dust
Like mammoths passed through the apartment.

Once again we give a vow
We haven't been drinking since Monday.
And so it goes day after day, day after day.
And the cactus withers on the window
We're looking for truth in wine
And we are confident that we will find it.