Текст песни Дэн Шорин - Рыжая кошка

I'm lying on the couch and look sad in the window,
Small March snow in the puddled puddles melts.
On my headboard sat down a big cat,
Before the face of vigorously tail winds.

In the world crisis, tsunami, forty rubles potatoes,
I sit without work for no one week.
A red-haired cat in a bachelor's apartment is risen,
Scrambles claws about the wall and shit under the door itself.

And last week I was racing the urgent
The old doctor listened to me, and in the eyes there was autumn.
He said: "You are lucky." On the couch purr.
Cat needs a master. And there are still eight lives.