Текст песни Владимир Ронкин - Упала ранняя звезда

Fell early star
In the mountains of coolness.
I wake up - for
I have to run.
This was dinner bastard,
But everyone was asleep,
And I'm alone in the stillness of the night,
Liquid stool.

Again, I could not resist
The temptation.
Again, drunk as a skunk,
Canned different.
I sit in the rocks and in the hands of mnu
Newspaper & quot; TRUE & quot ;.
After eating corned beef in a hurry,
How wrong I was.

Where I now sometimes night
Search pill
To turn my soft chair
In a stool.
And is there in the world in general
Such a force,
To guide me
And strengthen.

In wet tents sleeping friends -
They dream ... toad.
And I do not sleep, steeper-spinning
From side to side.
Here and there, and I to the left
And on the right.
Yes, do not lead to good
Bad manners.