Текст песни 8. Бригадный Подряд - Вот он я.

Here I am , some kind of awkward ,
The sleepy and idle while ...
That my friend in his dirty boots
It is necessary to have a beer stall .

How many times have I dreaming
In the pale haze lightning ?!

Before me are string
Sad and happy faces ...

Here is my house and I sit on the bench ,
A wine under his feet .
Dries day like a rope cloth
Night flies out the window .

And I dream that I - bird
In the northern capital sky .

Below me are string
Sad and happy faces ...