Текст песни Вячеслав Лавров - Ненавижу

Someone likes beer, someone whips moonshine,
at someone's house in the morning a complete madhouse,
There is no light for the fourth hour, such nonsense,
And in the kitchen the tap ran out of water,
I sit on a chair, drink my coffee and smoke,
And I don't watch TV for the fourth hour,
Maybe a war is already going on somewhere
And I sit, smoke, and I don't know nifig
And let them say what a fool you are
But I don't give a damn about anything
I will sit, still smoking,
And silently realize

That I, hate you, hate loving.