Текст песни Енот с кунжутом - На хрупких струнах

They play in a dark garage
Rock songs are frozen in these walls,
The time has passed by midnight, -
And there was a difficult road ahead.

They should be taken into account in musicians:
Play flat on fragile strings
Keep faith in your soul,
And live the hope of fortune.

They play outside even early in the morning
And they get high from life without end, -
In the daytime they shine in shades of mother-of-pearl,
And at night they reach the porch again.

The musicians go to bed on the doorstep, -
Again this gimp is weaving.
And in the evening they will go to play with friends,
And even if it rains, a blizzard.

Playing instruments is their reflex:
"Let's play a cuckoo with you,"
They need rock and roll, they need sex
And nothing else is needed ...