Текст песни thepunk - Ночные Улицы

1 verse
Night streets - my home, I do not regret anything
Shirt in a cage, sneakers - converse.
Laces are unleashed on them, the shirt is torn in pieces,
Citizen in the player plays.
Guitar behind my back, the case is missing on it
And from the rain she wet.

Chorus:
I go through the white light,
I go and do not bother anyone.
I go through the white light,
I go and in my head rock plays.

2 verse
And in Arbat, how to go home, I will say that there is still a living
And leave the inscription on the wall.
I will smoke silently. We are with you and ashes
And the corner will go out in the night.

Chorus

3 verse
And the sun slowly gets up, and then it's time for me to go home,
I will put the guitar from the wall.
Morphors will damp by the shoulder, the eyes closes my hand
And on the roads of sleep will send.

Chorus

The author of the text - Morozov I.V. © ©