Текст песни Владимир Скобцов - Песенка об обратной связи

Black as a cat,
Night crept up again.
Squinting through the window
His yellow eye.

Cross or curse? -
Blood pounding sleepless.
Do cheek crucifix
In a phone.

In a pack of cigarettes -
That's really good luck!
Survive rassveta-
That's the whole problem.

You wake up at midnight,
Score my number.
Hasten to the aid,
So I is not dead.

torn by fate
Threads star tie.
I'm with you
No feedback.

Month skirt sky
Your sign embroidered.
Call, drop tube:
Make sure to survive.

On someone else's sorrow
Night looking covers.
Up in the morning on duty
I'm on the phone.

And could not more -
So long buzzer.
Wait a little longer:
Make sure that died.